For the People

It looked an alluringly lovely swing Or you may say a band of rainbow The pretty bend like a bow hanging In the middle was it the arrow A moving bow with rhythmic steps Crossing the bluish shallow river A walking beauty a wonder object A filigree in memory to stay forever I zoomed my lens and was taken aback A girl with a bamboo pole on her right shoulder At the two ends hung from the rope black Two yellow pails filled with water I stay three kilometres away She gestured at the sound of the breakers I carry water from this well everyday And sell it to the thirsty neighbours Many girls my age do this job There is no other source of water It is far better than resorting to rob She went on saying as I gazed at her Her eyes glistened The morning stood mum In wonder we listened The reality humdrum Soon she began Her rainbow walk For the broken cans A handsome rock ______________________________________________ June 4, 2018