Disney Land Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The beginning of spring
After a long winter
One afternoon
Sunshine at its peak
We entered the Disney land
Surrounded by a small bazaar
The bazaar where
Used and simple things are sold
People with beards and long clothes
Turbans and trousers
Above their ankles
For they think it is religion
Selling clothes and shoes
New and old
Vegetables and pulses
Some CDs and Chinese electronics
Books and note books
Spices
Honest in dealing
And poor to the core
Some women
Some pretty
Some pretentious bourgeoisies
In search of some thing
To boost on
And to show to the people poor that
They are there too
Toys of children
The shops made of sticks
The crowd happy
I have never seen so many poor people
So happy
Together
And we went to a small Disney
Carts and horses and camels
In different shape
Children riding them
And one schizophrenic boy
Riding the camel
Laughing loudly
In a bunch of young girls
My little daughter
Also rode in one of the carts
A cart moving up and down and the other revolving
I sat with the owner of the Disney
Told him that my daughter is here
He replied
Oh
How lucky I was and that I should thank God
That I had a daughter
And some one to play with
Giggling laughing
And small children
Boys and girls
We went to buy some walnuts
The bearded man said
These are from a distant land
Then we had rice and sat on the ground
I felt like riding those donkey carts
And later
In a wheelbarrow I put my little daughter
And drove home
One of the days
That I would explain with simple narration
It needs not any genres
For that would pollute its beauty