033110f They Only Wants Money Poem by Manonton Dalan

033110f They Only Wants Money



an old house sits by the corner
full of men anytime of the hour
especially when winter comes
early morning their number swells
early evening or noon time as well
they roam around like their home

sitting, talking, some are sleeping
on the corners, well dress refugees
they ain't sick, they're probably stronger
than you are, just not into anything
one day one of them stop me for coffee
i told him i buy him but he wants money

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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