Poem 2 (Individual Poem)
Thursday, September 9, 2010 ‚óè 12:16 PM
Construction WorkerThe sound of the alarm clock rang,
I woke up from my deep sleep,
a new day has arrived,
a new lease of hope.
The sound of my drill work people up from their sleep,
it was a busy day.
While people around was scurrying around the streets like mice,
I was working as hard as a ants.
Skipping lunch is my daily routine,
people were having their delicious, scrumptious lunch.
The sun had set before i knew it,
it's time for me to go home.
Dinner at home was normal,
just plain porridge with soya sauce.
I gobbled down my food as i was starving.
Tired, I slumber into deep sleep on the sofa.
A new day is waiting for me.