A Retail seller
A cottage by a riverside there lives a lass
and a small shop she runs
selling yogurt, peanuts
kindness, happiness, politeness and emptiness.
The townsfolk call this man
Sir, master, boss, lord or minister
but some address him secretly
'a dirty wolf'
he is like a clown
wears a red cap, green shirt and a blue trouser
comes on a bicycle (Racing)
for his vacation to this village.
he carries a leather bag
full of notes and coins(forged)
and distributes to the children who run after him.
(nobody knows the election gradually drew nearer)
He stopped at the cottage to have a cup of yogurt
on the counter left a leaflet
and vanished.
it says'you have a bright future that's in my hands'.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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