Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Prime Minister in a bullock cart

A fully loaded bullock cart,

The eleventh hour of night

And the Prime Minister who sleeps

On the front seat of the carriage

A limping lantern sways beneath

And the disoriented cart reaches a turning

The bull walks according to its impulses

Criss-crossing vehicles speed away

Bang on and knock down the cart

The cart goes right on one banging

And to the left on another banging

It sways and skids but lingers on

At the eleventh hour of night…

By Ismail Meladi

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