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A Cabbage-Man
by Dr. Abu Siddik
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Last night I saw a cabbage-man at Court Bazaar

Lungi-clad, worn-out face, over fifty, stood

By his cycle like a thief and a cabbage kept on its seat

For sale. ‘Take it sir,’ he hesitated.

‘How much?’ I asked.

‘Ten,’ he tenderly put.

Half-an-hour he waited for the buyer

Who promised to buy it on his way back home.

But he didn’t come.

How long did he wait in the cold for his lonely cabbage I thought

And bought it from the man and freed him from his chains.

A smile he splashed, thrice he thumped his empty seat,

And happily rung the bell for home.

Will he come tomorrow with his cabbage sack

And stand sheepishly by the corner of the Court Bazaar?

How can I tell? 

 

 

Image © Dr. Abu Siddik

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November 23, 2020
More By: Dr. Abu Siddik
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you very much for your kind appreciation

Siddik
11/30/2020 12:53 PM

Comment Heartwarming!

Kulbir Bhalla
11/23/2020 06:11 AM




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