From Day After Tomorrow - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
I got a mutual transfer
from port of Rabigh
to Duba, in Saudi Arabia
eight hundred kilometers away from here
very close to the mediterranean sea.
I am bit frustrated as I miss all my friends here
and to get familiar there takes sometime.
Life is a journey.........isn't it?
Whether you like it or not
you have to move.
Oh! some kind of dictatorship
is ruling this fragile life?
When we get free from this bondage?
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