A Failed Backwaters Tour
I'm frustrated! I want to smite them all!
I missed my boat because Peter got gas,
because I couldn't understand Joseph's call.
James wants three thousand for a tour--I'll pass!
India feels to me like endless cheating.
I hope it one day is honest and clean.
But I'm here! To rage is self-defeating.
Group punishment is ignoble and mean.
It's nineteen rupees for my ferry ride.
Many stops, people hopping off and on.
It's beautiful. My bilious rage has died.
May I die here in peace with my ire gone.
I've learned from Lizzy to respect Hell's rules.
Hell's for the rightly mad, not for mad fools.
[7-18--Allepey, Kerala]
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