Man-'Maid' StatusA Poem by Devinked7115Oh some of the people I work my a*s off for...
Dressed up like I'm still on my bed...
Walking like a zombie, glaring at my phone. Stood still at the corner of the hdb, Thinking if I have enough money - To buy this and that, do this and that, But, nevermind lah! I entered. "Oh Filipino maids usually try this.." "If you don't have a lot of money, save first..." "You can't comb your hair anymore without oil.." "Very bad hair, need this special one with discount first try only..." Oh, how troublesome these creatures - I only wanted a haircut. Talked to me like a monkey, Looked at me from pocket to face... Stared and guessed if I have the 'money', To deserve a supposedly quality service! But, I conversed not raging with anger - Instead, with understanding of the other, I cannot give way for them to succeed - In instilling a fantasy of a social status they invented. © 2017 Devinked7115 |
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1 Review Added on May 30, 2017 Last Updated on May 30, 2017 AuthorDevinked7115Auckland, New ZealandAbout''No theory of life seemed to be of any importance compared with life itself'' -Oscar Wilde I am a novice writer. In fact, this is the first time I stepped out of my comfort zone to write boldly.. more..Writing
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