The man that was knocked down by a bus
Ana Claudia
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(Just for explain: I'm born in South America, English is not my language. I ask you forgiven me any mistakes that I can do. - This is a history of a man that I saw in a hospital, it's real, I know that can be happen it in your country, but you have a medical services that works, without queues. Here, if you can't pay you will wait by four hours, if you have luck!)
When the scene formed
the scare, the commotion and the humility of the moment.
Felt like doing in one's arms.
And the bus was nothing,
it's so small!
The square get off the tone
like an adptation of life,
that disordely man smiles
I wish to shout and knock down the line,
despair of who watches,
and the kindness of that disordely man who smiles.
Know that the guilt is from the mine,
that can't gave to you
the respect that you deserve.
In despair, listen,
curb the rejection and stop to
see and listen,
that disordely man who smiles.
When the scene formed
the scare, the commotion and the humility of the moment.
Felt like doing in one's arms.
And the bus was nothing,
it's so small!
The square get off the tone
like an adptation of life,
that disordely man smiles
I wish to shout and knock down the line,
despair of who watches,
and the kindness of that disordely man who smiles.
Know that the guilt is from the mine,
that can't gave to you
the respect that you deserve.
In despair, listen,
curb the rejection and stop to
see and listen,
that disordely man who smiles.
Ana
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The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
It's like I know what you're saying... mostly... and THAT'S what makes it so interesting. An emotion to be decoded. Fascinating.
Thank you, Ms. Haiku, I was insecure about the words, my English, etc.. I didn't know it will be clear what I felt when it happens. (I wrote this with my dictionary on hand, it's difficult.) But you said a true, it was so frustanting, that I promissed me that I will honour this one. And, you can imagine, it happens all the time here, unfortunately.
Thank YOU PastaNazi. I just write one thing that I felt, that I saw; and the important in everything is that I don't speak your language, you don't speak mine, but the feelings are the same in any time. (the rhyme was inevitable).