by Renton de Alwis
Groans and mourns
fill pages screens
blackened whitewashed
no halfway road
lessons learnt probed
invited or not
Like tittha kasaya
or rather the cough syrup goes
down deep throat
cure all rights thought
of men, women and others
Judge, judge not
break, break not
make, mmmmm, let
ammends be made
which time can not rush
Let games be played
winners, losers made
make love, not war
let it be said loud and clear
NO.....
not just words but
real deeds ... please
Now silence those guns
let flowers bloom
let music be heard
let laughter fill
hearts and minds
let rights of all prevail
not just of some.
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