“I’ve come myself to hear you,”
that’s him who relied on men
but not on them, the online ones:
WhatsApp, Twitter, nor Instagram.
You know him, a King, a great one
who risked his rule and his life
when that devil turned into a hell,
like yours today, the country and all.
“I don’t know; that must be them,”
to rule a day more, and an hour,
never did he lie, ever but he sought
the devil that ruled – their life and all,
fighting with kins, inside his home,
and with his self, his dear own self,
and helped all feel peace of mind,
by blotting boldly his eyes and his life.
Copyright © April 1, 2019, Newton Ranaweera
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