Brown Bag

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Written from a personal experience of mine whilst working over the road from a fruit shop.

Submitted: November 02, 2010

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I see him every day that sad little man,
As he buys his bananas in his brown paper bag,
Where does he go?
What happened to make him so sad?
How could he know ?
A mother,
A father,
Was he really that bad ?

I see him everyday that sad little old man,
As he buys his bananas in his brown paper bag,
As time goes on,
So does he,
Doesn't know how this came to be,
He waits - he withers, his mind slips away,
Whatever happened to the glory days ?
Tick Tick Tick
The time goes on,
Relentless, unforgiving ..... he is dying.... reaching out towards the sun.


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