Sabado, Disyembre 17, 2011

Sad LitTle HouSeS

Sad Little Houses
Amparo R. Asuncion


The sad little houses,the poor little houses
Crowd by the riverside;
The holes in their roofs,the crack in ther walls,
Vainly they tried to hide


The strench of the river,the dark,muddy river
Is with them night and day;
Pure,fresh air may be had for the moving,
But they cant move away.


They can only stand by the bank of the river
Buried knee-deep in day;
They can only stare at the drifting garbage,
Until they,too,decay.


And pass away into ghost of houses
Killed by a burning sun,
Smothered with dust and then forgotten-
Forgotten by everyone.

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