To Be Left Out In The Blue Poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof

They came in numbers
In big figures

Drawing a long line
Like flocking to the shrine

I stood under the trees near the park
Looking and figured what went wrong with my luck

Why I wasn’t in the same line
Queue for so long but still feeling so fine

With their hands holding the cards
Cashing out new notes that’s so hard

Smells anew
Only a few

Like me who’re not in the queue
Would be left out in the blue

Cuz I don’t have the card
To make the cut