Once, a poor man leaned against a door
And thought why he was so much poor
‘I work more than anyone else, ’ he muttered
‘So laziness can’t be the reason I am poor.’
‘I never waste my money on unnecessary causes’
‘So extravagance will not be my flaw.’
‘I never drink, do drug or smoke, ’ he thought
‘So these can be excluded form my work.’
And thought and thought the poor man did
But still couldn’t find out how an answer would fit
Finally his head got dizzy and so out aloud he cried
‘Why am I poor! ? Why am I! ’
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
weird poem, effective and funny at the same time