Rickshaw Wallah

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You take me there…

the pulse of activity amid
the chaos
through the vibrations
of the street
stacks towering
Dabbawalla balance
lives
or lunch
Maybe
It’s
both
You pedal
quickly through clouds
of smoke
pungent and intense
A furious path
colors clashed
violently beautiful
Incarcerated noises screaming to
my very soul
this
is not hell
It is filth
pestilence
and
miracle
the deathly sweet
burning
rises
dancing with Hope
in the coated streets
thick with
syrupy helpless
Sticking you.
Daring the Rickshaw Wallah
to stay
put
as I watch,
what is the super
and the
natural in the
Kingdom.

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