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PO, ORAM PO.
Your day begins as mine ends.
You sip your coffee and read your paper
And dress up leisurely to start for office
We wipe our faces and wash our hands
And draping the same towel, start for home
Eager to rest after a break-back night.
As you hurry to work in an A/C car,
Crawling along at a slow-paced sixty,
Anger suffuses you at the mere sight of us
Hogging the road you paid taxes for
And so you scream at us in road-rage
At both two legs and four.
You roll down the window
And shout loud “Po, Po Oram Po
You slow movers, stop blocking my way
Who allowed you all on these roads?
I will write to the editor of The Hindu about you,
Nuisance and nonsense, fire and fiddlesticks,
Bullocks and buffaloes hogging the road”
Swallow your anger saar,
We go as soon as we can,
You forget that as fast as you move,
You run on four wheels pushing a 1000 horse power
While we do it on a double bullock power
And one starved and skinny at that.
So bear with us O master, curse us not
We move as fast as we can, honest.
We hurry home to our hut work done
To hide before you lot arrive on the streets
We hide that we work the night, all night
To leave your roads and your city spotless.
For we know our place in this country of ours
We know that your India is not my Bharath
And till the two meet someday
We will Go, Oram Go.