They Forgot. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The basket full of fish he brings
For a thriving business in the village
The old two wheeler sound women expects
Waiting for the purchase of the fish
They were satisfied lot between the man
Who cared well and cheated none
Always in his face was happiness
He behaved like a good human being
No ill will or complaint with any one
One day he missed from scene
In later days village got another man
They slowly forgot the old gentleman
The memories are shortened in such times
When necessity is only taken into account.