Innocence Poem by Palitha Ranatunge

I never knew they have decided to kill me for their language was alien to me I felt it was like another session sublime people arguing about simple things in a complex manner when a priest came I thought how kind the in charge of us even when he came I thought he wanted to pronounce my release for he was so kind and polite but I felt a little grief? Why? Little tormenting but I was hopeful! to see my little son whom I left long years ago...