toddy into dreams

The old Indian man

He walks barefooted to town

Rain or shine he will try

Alone taking his small steps

He will hang around

At the toddy shop to dream

Into the empty space of his life

A semblance of peace he hopes to get

The life he forgets

Now old age has taken him

Only his old habit he can't forget

He has to get his addiction

Occasionally he will get a ride

Into town on a motorbike

But his life of lost dreams

He settles for his toddy