Plastic Bottles Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Plastic Bottles.

I listened tothe sky,
to learn its merits,

the trees in their hidden twitters,
The streets are complaining of the heat,

The street vendors takes turns in discussions,
with the buyers,
The sidewalks are shuffling feet,
of interesting customers,

Quoted from the original context,
There's forms for social eloquence,

Elegance from this long time hawker friend,
life is the consummate art
ofselling his candies,
and sticks of cigarettes,

a bottles of cold mineral water,
Is lively topic of hotconversation
humming within the distance,
of bargains,

If neededvending
and entertaining salesmen
we must listen to his experience,