As I watched them wave and smile,
I wished that tape was all that separated us.
They knew we were broken, just wasted food,
A depressor that spoils the mood,
of their Ueno imperial gift park.
and if materials made the rich,
I was always a poor man. With a
Folded grey blanket and red autumn hat,
I was a thing that they stared at,
Then pitied for a minute.
And if happiness made the rich,
I was always a beggar. With a
tired mind replaying memories of kin.
My luck meant I could never win,
but ‘You never did have any have luck’, did you Kazu?
Inspired by Tokyo Ueno Station, Yu Miri
Why is the poem so sad?….I can’t even understand what you are writing
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