Am I A Father Under Alien American Skies? - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
I met her the Manageress of my apartment in the laundry room
And she wished me ' A Happy father's day.'
I said thanks Madam and I am washing my old sins.'
Then only I realised that I am a father.
Though my beloved wife besides me all the time
Where are they now my affectionate daughters?
Elder struggles in Australia and the other in Sri Lanka
With their loved ones.
Oh! I am just a skinny nonchalant actor in the twentieth-century drama
But all the dialogues forgotten and good for nothing as I am old now.
* 'Don't forget there are two ways of being of yourself.............
You can either show the straightforward picture or else what is called the negative? '
'Peer Gynt'- Henrik.Ibsen
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