fridays

he stood there forlornly with a metal donation tin
throngs of people walking past him, lost in their own world
he is invisible

to acknowledge him means you are expected to donate a penny
who cares?

its friday after all and people are out to party
there he stood forlornly at a corner
Invisible, holding a tin of pennies

subject to irritated looks from passerbys tat deemed him as a pest
blocking their way out to party
they went out of their way to avoid him
its friday after all

minutes before, i stepped away from him too
cos its friday after all
a reflex action it is, cultivated from years of looking at the ground
instead of the needy

tats the way it is after all

but its friday and more people need to be happy

i walked up to him wordlessly
inserted a two dollar note into his small metal tin

his face lighted up like a christmas tree
his grin stretched like miles
he wished me with all his heart a very nice day

for the money tat wouldnt belong to him

how easy it is to light up someone's day
without nary a word
n a measly two dollar note