A teenager roams in my friend's area
who walks like a girl and my friend's wife hates him.
'Must be a Gay' she emphasized.
The next door lives an old man
A bachelor; the boy goes there to exchange books.
He used to whistle always in a peculiar manner
when he pass my friend's place
and she gave him a nickname 'Marina'.
'I heard that he is a feminist & a Freemason
who fights for your equal rights, isn't it?
so, you must respect him'.
he told his wife
and she replied angrily' hey! my liberal wasp!
why you make such a fuss of him? '.
To my dearest friend Denis.Joe
Kindness and concern should recognize no barriers. Even though some of us are different, we are all human beings. A very fine poem, Nimal. Kindest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a superb write Nimal, capturing a moment of non-understanding and intolerance so succinctly. A statement which seems to say that we should not seek out difference in people but look at our comminality. A wonderful construct my friend of which I am honoured to be the dedicee as well as honoured to read it. Thank you my dear friend.