Were you there?

Today, Tomorrow, Long Ago and Years to Come   When yesterday we thought about tomorrow; It’s strange to think that we just meant today. Don’t look to days to wipe out stress and sorrow, The calendar and clock refuse to play. . When I was young these summer days meant cricket From morning till collapsing […]

Mud Football . After dividing ourselves And having dressed In near angelic whiteness Do we stroll upon the field We shout our guttural cries Ritual insults as required By the customs of the game The we gather to our respective sides And with a kick of pigskin We are off Flurries of muck Marking our […]