Little old black man picking up trash
he was a kind soul I can tell you that.
He said 'No matter how much I pick up,
there is always more, more than enough.'
It's true and it's a sad fact-
how people throw trash out the window
like the earth was a trash can.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem