The toddy shops
The small crowd gathered
They smell the toddy
The bodies crave for it
The unkempt Indians
Haggard and dirty
They just want their fix
For the day in their lives
Some become drunkards
Lying on the foot five way
Oblivious to all and sundry
As they dream of their lives
Do they realize it?
The addiction rules
The lives lost in booze
The dreams can be big
On the pavement they sit
Eyes far away minds in dreams
Will they realize it?
The future disappears...
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