Warmongers and weapon manufacturers
rest in their Castles
while the refugees
stuck in their tents.
What is the purpose of living
in this unbalanced cruel world.
This world must be divided
into two.
One for the desperadoes
and the other for mourners.
Where is the caretaker?
either he is on vacation
or he too suffer in the refugee camp?
* I remember my brother Lalith who showed me a very rare photograph. (During the World War (II) the German invasion in Russia, In the thick snow the two soldiers, Russian & German who were embraced and left their weapons aside.The death was certain due to the frostbite and not a single wound found.)
nimal dunuhinga
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