Road to Delhi

winding

starting stopping

beeping

wondering out the window

at camels

topheavy

with something

people in rags

slacks and shirts

lingering

chaotic roadside

colorfully painted promises

herald blissful digital future

but throw only shadows

on the majority below

no food and drink in images

they know

fresh water

a meal

homemade homes

plastic rooftops

everywhere garbage

this is the stuff of life

cows mingle with the forlorn and privileged

motorbikes merge into two-way madness

carrying families

friends

me

a civilized man

educated

travelled

staring into and away from

the obvious irony

of where I am

and where I'm going

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[Christopher Hawkins]

Man does that post look wierd in the RSS reader... Hint: one line.

[Charles]

Christopher,

Does your RSS reader support HTML? There are p and br tags in the post...
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