Carbon Black BMW
The cloudy sky looming ahead
As the elder wakes up stretching his hands
Opening his windows he breathes the fresh air
Of the sunlight it disappears today
He lights up a cigarette
Stretching it deeply before he exhales
Though he knows its dangers
He smokes for many decades
He lives alone in his house
The children all gone into the city
His living partner too enjoying life
With her grandchildren making her smile
He performes his prayer
Saying thanks to the Lord
Of making him living his full life
Of good health and friendly neighbourhood
He walks out of his house
Bringing along his trusted umbrella
To the neighbourhood Gossiping Cafe
He sits and orders his hot tea
"Hey uncle you spin tales of ghosts
We heard about it through our brothers
"Is it true in the life you have lived?"
"Come and listen the more the merrier!"
He sips his hot tea
He looks at the crowd streaming in
Most are the familiar faces he has seen
In the morning enjoying good company
He borrows newspaper from the owner
On his corner he flips the pages to read
"Young teenagers flout the law.............."
"And whose faults will it be?"
A black BMW arrives
Screeching tyres on the uneven road
Every one stares at the sound outside
Two women walk in smile of pleasant morning
They sit on the corner
The elder smiling to them
Every guy pretends to watch
The window displays of yellow bananas
The owner comes to take order
"2 black coffee and toasted breads"
"You come here by chance or looking for somebody?"
"We are searching for this home address......see here"
As the elder wakes up stretching his hands
Opening his windows he breathes the fresh air
Of the sunlight it disappears today
He lights up a cigarette
Stretching it deeply before he exhales
Though he knows its dangers
He smokes for many decades
He lives alone in his house
The children all gone into the city
His living partner too enjoying life
With her grandchildren making her smile
He performes his prayer
Saying thanks to the Lord
Of making him living his full life
Of good health and friendly neighbourhood
He walks out of his house
Bringing along his trusted umbrella
To the neighbourhood Gossiping Cafe
He sits and orders his hot tea
"Hey uncle you spin tales of ghosts
We heard about it through our brothers
"Is it true in the life you have lived?"
"Come and listen the more the merrier!"
He sips his hot tea
He looks at the crowd streaming in
Most are the familiar faces he has seen
In the morning enjoying good company
He borrows newspaper from the owner
On his corner he flips the pages to read
"Young teenagers flout the law.............."
"And whose faults will it be?"
A black BMW arrives
Screeching tyres on the uneven road
Every one stares at the sound outside
Two women walk in smile of pleasant morning
They sit on the corner
The elder smiling to them
Every guy pretends to watch
The window displays of yellow bananas
The owner comes to take order
"2 black coffee and toasted breads"
"You come here by chance or looking for somebody?"
"We are searching for this home address......see here"
"I know the house
It is a short walk from here
Whom are you looking for?"
"We want to write articles about ghost stories"
"We were told to search for this house
Apparently there are tales we seek to find"
"Really? I don't remember about ghosts
But I know an elderly man who spins tales"
The cloudy weather changes
Rain begin to fall quickly
Within seconds the road is flooded
The women wait for their orders
The shop owner doesn't disclose any details
Maybe he doesn't want to prey on others
In his life he has seen many coming here
Then nothing is written in this small village
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