To My Precious Brother Lalith!
When I eat an apple I think of you
And when I sip a cheapest wine
I am with you,
When I smoke a non filter cigarette
I share with you,
When I walk along the lonely streets
I meet sometimes beautiful debutantes,
But I never take them into my soul
As I have a faithful fighting beloved with me
Who's like a glass of rum before the War in life!
But I think of you sadly as you're still a loner!
And I dive into my holey pocket, a damn shame
Pennies still shine like my innocent hopes?
blood is thicker than water............!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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