<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451535" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Man Walks The Streets</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That old man near the traffic light<br>Was expelled from home at midnight.<br>He walked away steady on his feet.<br>And made his home on Delhi streets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My driver whispered in a resigned tone.<br>I looked up putting down my mobile phone.<br>He carried on his shoulder a jute bag, <br>And in his hand a clean yellow rag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the traffic light blushed red, <br>The driver to stop compelled.<br>The old man near the traffic light, <br>Asked the driver –may I wipe? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had a gentle voice and even stride, <br>Erect back and manner polite and mild.<br>Now this was his new means of livelihood, <br>He hoped to be paid to pay for some food.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sahibs waved him away on their way<br>Down town, gearing for charades and play.<br>A little girl offered the man her lunch box.<br>Their eyes met, he looked flummoxed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lost my grandpa early last summer, <br>He went without having his supper.<br>You remind me somewhat of him.<br>Although a bit thin, she grinned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They laughed, tears in their eyes<br>He took it with a bow she waved bye.<br>She turned and called back, Dadu<br>Will you be here tomorrow too? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old man near the traffic light<br>Said, sure dear, I’ll be here all right.<br>Turned heavenwards, saw a bird alight<br>A rainbow walked the earth in day light? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He unabashedly cried, cried and cried, <br>‘I had thought my tear glands had dried’.<br>He wiped his face on his shirt sleeve, <br>A rainbow on a dreary day, I sure do believe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451535" data-title="A Man Walks The Streets de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="That old man near the traffic light Was expelled from home at midnight. He walked away steady on his feet. And made his home on Delhi streets. My driver whispered in a resigned tone. I looked up putting down my mobile phone. He carried on his sho..."></div> </div> </div>

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