'In those Dust....'

"And in those dusty cities

I found a soul much pretty

Raised up

Among own fellow beings

Just like a scoop of ice cream

Getting served in those tall buildings;

Taught

Not to get carried away by small wings

And limit own servings.

A shadow that everyone would follow
Dreaming being one of the fellow...
A soul that was an alchemist of it's own
Accompanied by all known
And not letting in any unknown; And
In the years became famous
To be caricatured by own eyes and the nature."

 - Pushkin Channan