Billboard at the Junction

A billboard stood proudly
at a busy junction of the city,
offering moon to earthlings.
It had a beautiful model
smiling graciously,
showing the product
as the panacea of all ills
and promise of living happily
forever after.

The advert stood there,
a picture of calm,
indifferent to the chaos
of traffic at the junction.
The model smiled
during the day and
shined at night,
mocking at and untouched by
the squalor beneath her,
like lotus blooming in muck.

Right under the billboard,
in makeshift huts,
lived deprived beggars,
ignorant and so stupid
that they never tried
to get the product
that sold the promise
of life’s fulfilment.

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