(Post war in Sri Lanka, connecting the North and South of Batticaloa road, the bridge was constructed to replace the old Kalladi Bridge that was built by the British 70 years ago.)
In sounds of heavy weapons
And shot notices vibrated
Gods and Brahmas
Gradually praised
Heart of the Kalladi Bridge broken
Re- built bridge is too ling
Lumpish fishes
In fear of shot noises
Then they died my buddies
Rivers and lagoons
Overflowed with bloodies
The bridge built whereby,
Fishes without buddies
Narrow road widens,
While the hearts being parochial
Serpents compete,
While the human beings vanished
Though it could to join,
Having built a bridge
Lost the tune
In a broken and cataclysmic heart of song
Udaya R. Tennakoon
In Batticaloa, I lay asleep wide awake
In fear,
the sea sings
Alarmed by every movement, rustle shake.
On the bed, under my pillow
On the edge, edge of the aggressor
The violent waves
A paradise by day
But at night captivating me, capsizing me to the screams of the grave
I lay asleep wide awake
Echoes of the children’s screams
Been swallowed whole by the wave
Praying at with all my might, who will God save?
I lay asleep wide awake, in fear of the tsunami
Wondering my fate
Nature has an army no man can ever make
I lay asleep in Batticaloa wide awake
written after my trip to Sri Lanka
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