Moon lit evening— walking alone
River side road— proof of creation
Swiftly a rickshaw passed over me
Full moon eaten up some moments
— I ran and crossed the rickshaw
A motorcycle crossed me rapidly
I ran faster but failed and tired
— laughing rickshaw crossed me
We are in actual fact genuflected
To invented machine and engine
Ashraful Musaddeq
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/genuflected/
