It was times of eighties where,
The cruelty of a living life came bare,
For a certain race he pretended on care,
Reprisals made on a theme unfair,
He rose not for the people's sake,
He went not for a charge one made,
Thus " war " was his only word,
And sworn he could win whole world,
T'was a country rich he tried to smother,
For the lives made mortal he hardly bother,
But the return uprised with the hardest power,
By the walk of humans to a peaceful bower,
A violent being made not to breathe further,
Nor a country to suffer, once again neither!
For thousands died in the war, we cried,
Turned "thousands laugh"when a single died.
Yumal Chathurange Kuruppu
Grade 11 - E ,
Dharmaraja College, Kandy
Date : 5/29/2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
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Good creativity. Superb effort.Wishing you a bright future.
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