Treasure Island

nimal dunuhinga

(19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

haves and have-nots

The same air they breathe
under the one sky.
They share the light & darkness equally.
The same water they use
but the money-tree
never grows
in their hard bitten soil.

Submitted: Friday, May 26, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 19, 2009

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  • Brian Dorn (6/4/2006 9:04:00 PM)

    Nimal, unfortunately, money trees won't grow without rich soil... excellent write! !
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  • Ronald Stroman (5/26/2006 6:43:00 AM)

    nothing richly built, on quicksand remains too long.

    hardbitten soil becomes valuable property... when that's all that's left to stand on. (Report) Reply

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