It was on Konvo Day
and I was on my way
from K.L. to Pulau Pinang
rocking away by railway.
I saw all around me
left, right, centre, forward
that obsessive word
money, money, money.
The train fare
the lounge suite
the photos and the food
savoured all my money away
How could poor souls survive
worrying about money
eats up my soul
every single hour,
every single day.
MOOD, 17.6.74
2 comments:
I hope you dont mind me putting a link yo your blog.
Dear Chahya, the pleasure is mine.
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