The Trophy

As I walked through the streets,

Adorned with sculptures,

Something caught my eye,

A man dresses in a trouser with his shirt tucked,

And a trophy that was before him,

The sculptures and artworks looked different,

As I was from South Asia,

But the trophy had some familiarity,

With thought at the back of my head, I boarded the taxi,

To the airport to return back from the tour.