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Serene Street
Through clumps of dusty bushes
Runs a ashen serene street
Somewhere in the hamlets of Orissa
A stocky middle aged bare bodied man
Carrying a bamboo pole on shoulders
cane baskets dangling at both ends
Carrying a big pumpkin and cabbages
A grimy kerosene can and jaggery
Not a soul or vehicle on summers day
Perchance some cattle graze far away
Nary a shade of smile on his cracked face
Yet in measures of peace he'll disgrace
urban dwellers with all glitter and shine
He's blessed by the One Above Divine
