I Live Everywhere
After my mother left me
Alone at Plaza Libertad
I live
Everywhere
Under the waiting shed
Or along a busy street
And beg for my food
Never mind if my only clothes
Will stick with me for months
But I have a dream
I too want to sing
In America's Got Talent
Or write an immortal poem
And have it published in the Philippines Free Press
Never mind
If people will look away from me
When they cross my paths
***Melchor F.Cichon.
Oct. 18, 2020
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