Poetry

I listen…

I don’t have money to help them with their livings,

But when I passed by their house, and when they greet me with huge, welcoming smile on their faces.

I smile back and sit for a while.

Sometimes
I play with children and teach them the how to count and summation and minus.

and

Sometimes I listen to their problems and I tell them how their life is healthier than so called socio-animals living in the city.

Yes,

I listen,

All I have is time to invest.

I don’t have money…

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