Windfall
the indian lottery man
who walked the length
and breath of brickfields,
the one i usually bought
some lottery from, wishing
for a windfall of its first prize -
a cool US$1 million - where is he?
has he too gotten a windfall?
lying flat and peaceful like the
graves I passed by just now?
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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