Bigger Minded
Today was my Addition,
I traveled to radio station by Rickshaw,
Sun was roasting frogs,
Bats were hiding the tree shades.
A diving man was pulling breath,
Sweat was dripping through his Chapals,
Dirt’s appetite was cooling rest,
Heat waves were drying smell.
The Addition was in his way,
A gentleman entered in his car,
Dust flew to the Judge’s office,
Singing is his inside, he said.
The intellectuals were knitting results,
He need more practice but a voice,
He deserves to gain experience,
Don’t lose this opportunity, why we are?
I shall do your recommendations,
Just care about him, I heard,
They roasted my soul for taste,
Truth was burning naked.
Justice and honesty; what’s a motto for poverty?
Addition was over and victory was kissing ice,
A big laugh was freezing myth,
Big people are bigger minded.
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