A black puppy on the road to heaven
but scared of rabies.
A Well-to-do lady will take me
on her way bounds home.
If I am a pebble at a riverside
or a pearl in a deep sea.
Remove my heavy garments
and be naked at a peak of a mountain
before I jump.
A new born child as a God son
in a quiet isolated nunnery.
An unburned candle in a poorest hut.
A pencil sketch drawing of a blind shepherd
and a sorrowful song of a dumb lass.
A soot on a chimney of an exploitation human factory.
I want to go back to my village old thatch school
and learn with my kind teachers again
the meaning of life.
Sleep besides my poor mom
and I promise her this time
to be a man and help each other.
A safety pin of a hand grenade
and explode in the pockets of war mongers.
(If all the war victimized widows requested only.)

nimal dunuhinga

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