FROM BELOW SHOPPING CARTS

Yasu Na

Standing at a food department
in the massive supermarket,
I found myself
much alone
and surrounded by huge shopping carts filled with food.
I felt as if I were only a small child.
And I was really very poor.
I held a shopping basket,
in which there were only a low-priced packed lunch
and a small can of coffee.

 

From below shopping carts,
I could see the motive for theft.

  • Author: Yasu Na (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 17th, 2016 01:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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