I'm a Plastic Beg
Wandering here and there,
My family members,
Wandering all over the city
I'm living with people’s pain
Those who look but they don’t care
Someone can pick me up
To recycle for my dignity
I hope someone loves me
And hear 'My story'
My siblings are feeling like me
And they hurting a lot
I heard my friend’s complaint
“Why do not people save us”
There is no future for me
I’m really feel homeless
I sometimes get lost
I like to be somebody,
I’m flowing in the drains
Sometimes I get stuck
I enjoy floating on water
So children can have fun
I swim in the river to meet
my lover the deep Oscan

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