MANi was driving home the other day and saw the old man that walks my street strolling on the sidewalk again. i really feel sad when i see him cos he's kinda like mentally disabled and probably already in his 60's. he walks my street barefoot for about an hour clad only in old man boxers everyday routinely in the mornings at 7 and in the wee hours of the night like at 1am. if it rains or it gets too sunny, he carries a worn out umbrella to walk but never ever skips his ritual. God only knows where he came from and where he is headed, or like does he have a family at home, or is he walking to meet friends. in his own world olivious to the fast cars whizzing past, staring intently only at the pavement which his feet steps on, never speaking to a soul, he jus walks on and on..
claps ur hands
the invisible man....