Saturday, September 15, 2007

The City that Never Sleeps Mumbai

The city that never sleeps
They come migratory souls
From different states
Millions thrown up from buses trains
Taxis and jeeps
tearing her heart
Her infrastructure as she weeps
One will become a Sharukh Khan
Another will die on the road
crushed by Alistair Pereira’s car
life is cheap death for keeps
Bangladeshis , Nepalis
They all come to sow to reap
The most dangerous the Jehadis
To bomb, to kill to maim
To destabilize what took years to build
Allah Ho Akbar Jai Shree Ram
Two sides of a single coin
As the Night creeps
Serendipity frankly
As with a shawl
Sleeping bodies sweeps

Dedicated to Frank James Ryan Jr..
My first true American friend

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