Hermits are Actually Living Time Capsules

by Surreal as Sunlight

Sitting on the couch of my Aunt's flat
The telephone politely begged to be picked up

It was my uncle
More of grandfather in my life
He said "Come spend the day,
with me, I'll show you around Bombay

I can't walk very quickly anymore
but I haven't been out in a long time
Arthritis has jailed me here
But I promise you will enjoy"

And so my brother and I joined him and his wife
Little black and yellow taxis
Sputtered us to his favorite destinations
And sometimes I marveled at the archeitecture

He brought us to the world trade center
The place where the fun people go
In his day it was always hustle
But I think he finally noticed his wrinkles
When he saw that it was now a bust

He stood there
I could tell he felt stupid
For showing us a ghost town
A part of his past had gone bankrupt

He was gone so long
Buried in his pain of age
That when we finally dug him out
Time showed its presence

Both to him
and to us.