An Oblique Cashier And The Stagnant Cash Register! Poem by nimal dunuhinga

An Oblique Cashier And The Stagnant Cash Register!



Hey! There's no any difference to be seen between us
You count and I keep someone's money,
Remind yourself that a cashier never holds a register in his life time
And the register never owns money.
Now I see the the slight difference,
You breath and I am lifeless.
When we retire one day
I'll be a rusty box and you turn into ashes in a crematorium
Or eaten by worms in a burial ground?
Then both of us lifeless and some other lunatic counts that dirty money?

To my old friend the English Teacher JVL in gratitude!

*Imagination is more important than knowledge.
-Albert Einstein

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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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