WAITING
By Maghfirah Nursiam

This morning,
I saw a beggar
The condition is so sad ..
He brings a very smelly sack
And a hat that looks tlah long out in the wash


And she just wear a shirt and trousers,
Without wearing footwear for walking.
He has circled the city,
But, honey..
None of the people who care
That no one of his brothers was hit smarting

Guys, look here ..
Here are our brothers hurt
Who often do not you care ..