
Coffee and the Book
A foggy winter evening, Covered in dark clothing, Through the haze, silently sitting; Hot-coffee and me–sipping; In a desolate corner of the cafe. A Muslim, a Jew, a Christian; A Hindu, an Atheist-all sitting; They gossip, drink, laughing, Like good old friends, beaming; Life became good and teeming. Then came two gentlemen, staring; […]