This bus goes to China Chowk
That one terminates at home
The other one stops before it starts
While our bus keeps a-rollin’ on
’Til the driver drops us off
A mile or two beyond our destination
Quaintly-named Redemption Town
Renowned for its many-spired mosques
And multi-coloured zebra crossings
Along a disconnected network
Of narrow bendy dead-end streets
Designed to make pedestrians walk
In constant fear of finding hope
minos – nov 2013
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