a billion footsteps of progress,
a generation of newly rich;
multitudes of material fancy,
an insatiable appetite for change.
hordes of the youthful hungry,
with fire in their bellies;
crazed rush towards opportunities,
a single mindedness amidst it all
and
the lone flutist by the street
on a hot dusty busy weekday afternoon
left behind by the winds of time.
3 comments:
beautiful as usual.
:)
and you are one of those who call people who play the flute flutist. it's actually flautist. i have no idea why too. flutist is more understandable right?
hullo elly! =D
i love it it just speaks of its own somehow. and the picture's v startling.
UK = flautist
US ALSO flutist
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