Mr.Trump Here's My Fading Certificate Of Birth! Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Mr.Trump Here's My Fading Certificate Of Birth!
Born April 19,1951
At a General Hospital, Colombo, Sri Lanka
Male gender, colour of skin Tan!
Under the Star of Capricorn
Named as Nimal,
Father Buddhist and Mother's baptized
But I am a free thinker
Mixed with Human Gods.
Still I believe the Buddha is the greatest poet!
According to his teachings
A Man has myriad of birth certificates
Along this endless journey,
As he's born in every country of this tiny World!
My dilemma is this why do they ignore of the Human group of blood
In this piece of ridiculous paper?
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4/25/2024 7:21:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Marvelous, Nimal. Preach, brother, preach. Get used to these clowns in this country (though they are, alas, universal and colossally stupid. I'm with Han Shan now (read below) ...ready to leave the circus tent where all that is required is toilet paper! 'Now I've broken my ties with the world of red dust; I spend all my time wandering and read all I want. Who will lend a dipper of water to save a fish in a carriage rut? ' - Han Shan, Tang Dynasty, China