Sunday, March 23, 2008

A POEM - BANDUN ON A SUNDAY MORNING

BANDUNG ON A SUNDAY MORNING
Tiny children galloping by on horses,
The ram fights,
Swarms of Indonesian tourists,
Buying goods and visiting the zoo,
A man fishing in a river,
Chocolate milk water filled with trash and scum,
The dirtiest storm drain river in the world.
And me, zooming around on foot,
Trying to take it all in
Because I knew I’d never be there again.

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