Poem a Day for April – Day 18 – Mumbai

I’ve committed to writing a poem a day for the month of April as part of National Poetry Writing Month.  This is day 18.

18th April

Today I’ve dipped into a journal I kept when I visited India two years ago. There’s lots of material in it. Mumbai made a big impression, so I’ll spread them over 2 or 3 days.

Mumbai is … (part 1)

a city of ten million car horns

at least 50% of them blaring

at any one time

a city of child beggars carrying small babies

deformed beggars displaying their stumps and mangled limbs

blind beggars, palms upheld in supplication

a city of crumbling buildings

damp and dark skinned

enfolding countless struggles to survive

a city of stylish Mumbai shops

designer boutiques

affluence unabashed by poverty

a city of two storey shacks

of iron, wood and cardboard

steps up to padlocked bedrooms

a city of black and yellow cabs

swarming like ladybirds along

every inch of every street

copyright Mike Hopkins 2012