Endless End
You might not
Believe me
If I tell all about
You might tell me
That it is
Only my narrative
You might wish to see
The other side of it
I suppose that
You might not hear that
Though I unfold mat of mine
With you, as it’s worthy
Since it’s a patriarchal forest still
You might drag me to that cell
No right no wrong even justice
Only thing I cannot
Only thing she cannot
Come out
Out of the pit
So deep rooted
Painful memories
Curse and hurt
I cannot escape
Even the space creates
Fly away from prison
Wall invisible follows behind
Though I am told that I am a beat
I cannot do that
I am very feeble
My power has no power
I am very poor
Udaya R. Tennakoon
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