As the sun goes down with a sleepy shine As men turn homeward to recline As sunlight dim on this land of mine I head onword with an unheard whine.   My path is green and desolate-untreated, untrodden And I pray others aren’t this way led For here you clamber, to death or dismay Loneliness

  I spat at your profound apologies I cursed you would trip over the devil’s tail And that when you walked that fine bridge, Heaven on one side, Hell on the other In your right hand, all the good deeds of your day And in your left, all the sins for which you’d pay, You

Archimedes famously said: “Give me a lever long enough and a place to stand, and I can move the Earth.” To lift a heavy object, there is a choice: whether to use leverage or not. A task can be performed, say to plan & implement a metropolitan scale urban public transportation system; directly – risking

Dream Dream dream dream And dream untill dream come true Life is nothing but dreams Some accomplished, some unfinished Some dreams are trifle, some cherished You are nothing but a result of dreams Dreams, dreams and nothing but dreams A dream of someone or a dream of your own Dream is not what you dream

Reflections, often a collage Dreams are a conniving mirage Realistic dreams, optimistic dreams, fantastic dreams, drastic dreams What / have are the “distant dreams”   Everything seems to be at a distance Trying to approach something, Something that is forever moving ahead I take a pause, breathe and pursue The search to incarcerate those dreams

“Hidden behind city branding exercises through large projects are acts of land capture and slum demolitions by a predatory local state and crony capitalism. In the policy arena, meanwhile, the urban, and particularly the metropolitan story has been one of deliberate confusion, and fragmentation of policy and implementation. The promise of Rapid City transformation has