Poetic Verses

To Remember

As my mind flash back as here I am now looking down from the hills
On those areas where one many an acre of cane fill formerly fills
Picturing those green tops swaying and bowing in the breeze
Their projecting arrows forming an entrapment for the flies and bees

Among their thick bunches as children we would run and play
And in their thick growth would play hide and seek all day
Would gather up the fallen leaves in a thick heap and there remain
As it would provide such welcomed shelter in the event of rain

These fields too was always considered a very quick passage
When we had to go to the next village to the shop or deliver a message
Always enjoying that look of surprise which came so easily
As they would see us return from such a distance so quickly

In their shadows too we would go make some sport also joke
Being out of eyes and earshot would use the dried arrows to have a smoke
Because in those days in the dim light we would wait until people draw near
Then make some funny noises and laugh loudly as they fled in fear

My mind was always fascinated by that season of sugar cane reaping
How I had great admiration for those guys who did that cutting
Exercising great skills and techniques and they had great speed
The one who was the fastest had to really fight to hold his lead

In those day that season so much joy to the village it brought
Because that was time sugar was king and was universally sought
That period some people had that financial independence in their eyes
They could now buy those things that earlier their budgets could not suffice

Some would get bolder and would said to those merchants in town
Give me some merchandize and my cane crop I would put down
They would get what was needed based on that now sweet security
And when the hour came would go and clear of that debt completely

Here I am now back to the present and a seeing a different scenery
Those fields of green are now no more and now in my mind's history
Now have is dotted with large houses, building reflective of a corporate empire
Yes one has to appreciate change  even if it one you do not really admire







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