Luck Coin

A five- centavo coin
Glistened
Among the cobble stones
He thought,
Too small
to pay the bills,
And even not enough
to buy anything.

Nobody was around
that sunny morning
except himself.

He bent down
picked it
stood straight
and slid the coin into his pocket.
Then he brushed his wrinkled suit with his hand.

In Marxism, everything is a commodity and so is a five centavo coin for a wealthy businessman.

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