Some people see me as a
Drug user.
Others see me as a person in
Need but don’t help.
But I’m a person that fell on bad times.
All
I’m trying is to get a job but people said
No.
So I go back to my box and sleep
To redo my day get.
……” time past”….
Some people see me as a
Drug user.
Others see me as a person in
Need but don’t help.
But I’m a person that fell on bad times.
All
I’m trying is to get a job but this person said
Yes.
But I don’t know why
so I went back to my box.
About the Creator
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen6 days ago in Poets
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