The difference
I don't see any difference between birth and death
good and bad, happy and sorrow
smile and cry, man and woman et cetera.,
The crawl from cradle to graveyard
one day we have to say good bye to all.
If there is a re-birth? .
We come again in different names and faces.
Former lovers passing themselves
nobody recognizes each other
Oh! what a sad event?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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