A Journey Pulled On
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Indira Renganathan
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It wasn't a rich motorcar with two head lights
A weak bullock-cart but with two bright eyes
That pulled its load in the cart the right way
Desiring to deliver its load to a hand aright
Quite a long and tough way..
Pulled and pulled the bullock but mid way
Left and into the nether woods gone away
Alas! a loss...yes a loss...'who can wipe away
Oh load thy tears..? 'Little calf came on reined
Blessed the Cart man 'not a castaway'
Note: Cart man- God
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