Waiting like a dog

I’m waiting like a dog, looking for owner.

One person, typing in front of tele-machine, on dark night, no snow, only dark, I’m sitting at the bench, there’s no moon.

Below of the big power, I act like dog, run over and over, I don’t know who I given a name, something like ant but not ant.

Recession, financial constraints built the problem, the national lose his faith. I lose faith for national.

Entrusted person still be trusted?

It’s no other way, one is let us down. Down to the well.

Waiting is a intolerable. I’m wasting my time, my gold, my space.

It’s not used, but it is the most precious.

I don’t like to be at the mercy.

Author: fyhao

Jebsen & Jessen Comms Singapore INTI University College Bsc (Hon) of Computer Science, Coventry University

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