Lion Flag On Mast Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Having lingered to show up, once a year
Idol Lion fly high on mast, par grandeur
Upheld brevity, integrity, piety so dear
Voiced high unequivocally, to every ear

In the hands being led by, on ground
Tied chord, on the mast, you are held
Breeze from far across over sea and land
Dictates how you should flaunt on mast

You unfurl in length and breadth, but
Then clutter and batter, very next moment
At the whims of wind, the freedom you got
To open, fold, shrink and droop in contentment

You being the idol in our genial mansion
We salute you from below, in high esteem
Pride held never bargained for a notion
For ever, you symbolize one Sri Lanka nation