Treasure Island

Udaya R. Tennakoon


Computational People


People in the history
Make a different story
People in the country
They are called mystery

A gradual change happened
Living beings of not pulsated
Life is a struggle of extended
Without stick of blind folded

Having captured a snapshot a profile
Perambulate like aimless animal
Aggregate and run for the life of final
Become a destitute in elite dark tunnel

Someone wants to halt and to look around
To see the motion of world everyday around
To make a concrete direction forward
How it is mad to judge people mind

Submitted: Friday, March 15, 2013
Edited: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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  • Anthony Di''anno (3/17/2013 6:01:00 AM)

    I like this Udaya. It tells me that we need to stop and look around at ourselves and the world we have allowed to be built around us. That even though a dark shadowy hand, attached to an elite cult, may pull our strings we have the power to sever those ties and walk under our own power.
    That we are evolving. That an awakening is taking place. (Report) Reply

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