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Jan 2012
Who is she, Mama?
Why is she asking
money from us?
"She is a beggar, son."
Don't you have
any coins Mama?
Who are them, Mama?
What are they after
from those garbage cans?
"They are searching for food,
and for money, son."
Is there someone could
throw away food, Mama?
Is there someone could
waste money, Mama?
Where are their mother?
Father? Family?
Are they sleeping alone
in the streets tonight?
Mama, why are you closing
the windows of the car?
"This place is so stinky, son."
Is it wrong to smell
something like that, Mama?

Mama, why are we different?
Mama?

Are you crying, Mama?
Why?
© 2012
JK Cabresos
Written by
JK Cabresos  M/PH
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