Peeping into a window I saw ....
A woman, A man and their children two,
All seem happy, they did yesterday too,
they wore the same clothes and the smiles,
they always looked bathed, without any spoils.
Their neighbors were the other kind,
young, hip and ready for party fun,
be it morning, evening or the afternoon sun.
Then there were some around the block,
some standing, some running but still was their clock,
No smiles or cries nor faces to put them on.
They all looked out of the window and saw the moving mannequins,
Wondered, there is change but saw there was pattern.
Things move but they repeat,
Things after all were not very different.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
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