Today I went to office
wearing my shoes
walking in dust and mud
standing in over-crowded bus
waiting to cross the road
reaching to the office door
then there was dust under my table
somebody asked "Was it on your shoes?"
Oh God! I never noticed it
I tried for an explanation
But I had to give the answer first
I said "yes, my shoes carried this dust."
He was stunned, asked again
"Did your shoes really carry this much dust?"
I nodded without an assuring answer
There was contempt in his eyes
I kept thinking what was wrong with me
Is walking in dust so sinful
for these "neat and clean" offices?
Why do they hide behind this modern world?
Don't they see that our background lay in dust?
Don't they see that our masses lay in dust?
Don't they see that this world is nothing but dust?
I now, try to keep my shoes off the dust
But they always get dirty in it
My life and shoes could not get away from it
Perhaps this is my destiny, the dust.
