Wearing the lightening white,
To hide the blackened heart,
Sitting in the middle of the guests,
To respect another man of peace,
This man had slaughtered our rebellious,
Siblings across the canal, in the swampy fields,
The world had watched without spine,
Without any warning or sending the troops,
He was on the killing spree, massacred our innocent kids,
In the condoned battle field, no escape route,
Except got drowned in the Bay of Bengal,
This man has no shame and tells,
He is the follower of the prince of peace,
Invited to attend the memorial for a peaceful man,
Wearing the white dhoti and shirt,
Showing his whitened teeth to the crowd,
With no guilt and fear to be prosecuted,
The genocide in the land of Tamils,
In the north of Island of SriLangka,
The whole world witnessed and,
Never got disheartened to be sad,
We are not fair, but brown and black,
The Monkey God’s descendants.
our life has no economic values.
veeraiyah subbulakshmi
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