It was just another day
may be because venus rose before the sun
or because yesterday's work was yet to be done..
the forty train coming at fifty eight
and as usual I am running late.
It could be because of the cool air
or may be because there were no seats to spare,
I stood near the doorways verge
wondering where the tracks converge.
It could be because the semaphore was down
or because the track was sloping up,
The slowing train rested for a few seconds.
long enough for me to see those playing children
acting the daily labour of their coolie parents.
It is because of me
and equally because of you
stealing their future for ours
and telling them to live like their parents
for the greater common good.
(2002)
