Today the sun came out riding from the west.
Maybe this was a different dice than the rest.
Yet they were busy dropping their children to schools.
And picking up the brown bread on the way;
Stuck up to their routine, like mules.
They didn’t look up, they didn’t sway.
After all, they had to settle their ties and bow.
And it requires so much attention, you know!
The dining table had the usual bread and whey.
Maybe it was the same breakfast from yesterday.
Only Served at a different temperature
On a plate with fresh floral texture
For a change. Unusual.
They ate and read the newspaper
That told them as always about a war fought
A thousand kilometers away.
Even the people at the bus stand stood
Like statues in a crowded hallway.
And the tires screeched and stopped
On the road, at the same spot.
The lady who was knitting,
By the window sittiing,
The man who kept looking at his watch-
Did no one tell them about the catch
That the dice had different dots today?
Cause only the chimney smoke
Seemed to sense the change.
And went dead above the oak.
Perhaps only the cuckoo bird missed
The light from the East,
Perched by the road on the tree alone.
It let out a sad cry, a silent moan.
But then the buses honked louder.
And that young leaf found it very weird
To change its direction of growth.
Even the little young sunflower feared-
Thought that the universe had gone mad
But the man who watered the sunflower
Was too busy thinking about
The shape of his moustache.
And his neighbour was furiously figuring about
The soccer finals’ clash.
Didn’t they see that their shadows had changed hands?
That the dots on the dice were different?
That the shine of this time was different?
But then they have to build, rule, and spread
And learn, grow, mature, study and graduate.
And of course, unravel the secrets
Of the cosmos.
And also sell soaps, cameras, tablets.
And few gizmos.
So, when the evening turned
And the sun went down to the East
They wiped the sweat earned
From all the haggling to say the least.
And then went home with a wad
Of currency in their pockets,
Which they hid beneath their pillows.
How they didn’t even notice
That this was a different dice than the rest!
That the sun had come out riding from the west!