On
the short bridge
Motor
vehicles pass every day
In
the sun; in the moon
Underneath
the river flows
One
late evening
A
woman driver stopped her car
She
didn't bother about traffic flow
She
opened her car door
She
took out a pail
Of
dirty liquid and poured to the river
She
went back and took another pail
She
repeated the process
The
oncoming vehicles
Stopped
to watch her antics
A
woman who never learns
The
security angels will make her pay
There
is always a reason
Why
some businesses fail
Why
the owners can't see it
It
is what they did
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