Yes, I am Tamil!
When Weerasena (1)Â was interdicted And the sun was on fire Above the textile factory Shouting slogans Screaming hoarsely Brother Nadesan(2) At the flaming pickets I was a Tamil When Weere(3)Â got the job…
Author: Mahesh Munasinghe
The Emperor’s Clothes
Do not question the numbers when speaking of your dead sons in the field of war. accept quietly your death dues. Hush! Don’t worry! just in case you trouble Our Army Officers.…
Unshed Tears
Baby Elephants- dearly beloved elders were killed before their tender eyes Baby Elephants-arms, legs, teeth shriveled with the pain of the bullet Baby Elephants- loose wrinkled skin hangs off starving, haunted frames…
Confessions
Stop this struggle He pleads Of his comrades A revolutionary leader Broken in pain In State Custody They set me on the wrong path He blames, pointing to his friends A young…