Super- Market Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

Beloved customer
Consume! Consume!
As much as open your mouth
As much as move your body
Together with mind
Without soul


Having pulled the trolley or
Carried a basket
Whoever you are
Without quality and quantity
For the human- beings
We are equal
Branded prices, discounted goods
Free for the selection

High, lower and middle
Status are invisible
Classes are mixed
Dignity is equalized
And justice is guaranteed

Expiry meals
Before one two days left
A fifty percent reward
Piously and generously
Published on the paper

Regardless of profits
Sale! Sale! Sale!
Free to come and free to go
And free to choice


Consume! Consume!
At the super market
We give alms
To the churches or charities
Name of the Gods
Expired Goods
To cure the souls of
Lazy poor’s

To keep the equilibrium
Some foods go to the bin
Even we not look at them
It is the policy of sign and sin

Consume! Consume!
World is a prison
Open your mind
To release from the prison