The Tipco I see

Tipco

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A place
Of my childhood
A verdant jungle

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A difficult decision

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Our neighbours
Friends
Our children’s
Friends
The football ground…

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Was it worth it…

The shifting

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We were comforted

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The kids
Playing around

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The early birds
Walking
Jogging
Running

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Gatherings
In the evenings
The young
The not so young

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Chatting

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The camaraderie
Just like
Our old place

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We were allured

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The pool
The clubhouse
The lifts
The parking
The neatly
Trimmed bushes
The cleanliness

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The breeze
Resfreshing
Even
In
The hot month
Of May

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Won us over

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Tipco

A paradise

For our family…..

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Soon

Our extended family

Followed

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We’re all

Together now

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A Tipco

Of my dreams

Not very different ….

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A glimpse

From the past…

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My mother

Planting

In the open ground

The papaya plant

Cleverly watered

From the overflow

Of the water tank

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The neighbours

They say

They’ll be

Plundered away

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You won’t get any

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She says

It doesn’t matter

The land

The water

Is not wasted

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Doesn’t matter

Who gets the fruit

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I look around

Our neat

Trimmed bushes

A treat to our eyes

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I should be happy

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But then

The land

The water

It doesn’t

Bear fruit

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I dream

The bushes

They are gone

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I picture

Papayas

Bananas

Vegetable gardens

Herbs

Medicinal plants

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Are those terraces…

People

Vegetable kitchens

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Fertilised organically

From the waste

From the houses

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Who gets them

Is a difficult question

But not impossible

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The land

The water

The fertiliser

Sunshine

Let it not

Go waste

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I dream again

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I see

A football ground

A bleeding forehead

An eye

That escaped damage

From a missile

From the ground

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The nets

Are up now

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The kids happy

Everyone’s safe

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I dream again

This time

It’s Tipco

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I picture
Our kids

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Playing….
Football
Cricket

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I dream again

This time

It’s Tipco

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The young
The not so young
Chatting away
In their favourite place

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The nets
Portable
Making sure

They stay safe

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They move

Occasionally

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To let
The occasional
Vehicle in

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They’re happy

The older lot

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They are safe

From the missiles

That would hurt

Inadvertently

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They are happy

The children

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Their missiles

Do not hurt

Inadvertently

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I picture
The sandpit

In the park

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No longer
Contaminated
With cement

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Now
Replaced
With
Synthetic flooring

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I picture
The Tiles
In the pool

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Can see

The broken tiles

The edges

That hurt


Broken no more

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I recall


The festivals
The colour
The flavour
The sounds
The participation
The cooperation

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The evening bteeze

The birds chirping…

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This is where

I
Want to be

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