Though ravaged by time and worn by weather, this wall still stand,
a silent sentinel to generations of rickshaw drivers who take a moment’s respite from their labours
and seek refuge in its shade from the scorching midday heat. 
It mutely witnessed the passage of years,
seemingly taking comfort in the thought that - as mankind rapidly evolved from telegraph to email,
from steamships to stealth planes,
from cannons to nuclear bombs - in this small corner of the world,
the rickshaw remains a staple of everyday convenience.

-Jennifer Melendez-Penaflor