It's Only A Dream Chum Poem by nimal dunuhinga
It's Only A Dream Chum
My whole wealth has been confiscated
And I woke up in the middle of the night with a huge cry.
Thank God! now I realized why you didn't allow me to deposit money in the bank?
*Once I had a nightmare that my ugly face was printed on a big currency note.
Your political eyes are wide open. I agree with Alison. This is an astute comment on the current crisis. As always, Sandra
Your poem has few words, but a rich vein of Irony running through it. Thank God for a sense of humor, eh? A brilliant comment on the USA's financial mess. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
As my bank manager told me, many years ago...'bricks and mortar are your only safe investments' Stuff the bank and all who go down with them....they have sailed on impunity for far too long. Grinning at you, Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 7:55:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nimal, normally I don't like explanations, but you manage to make the 'note below' a part of the poem. Again we are presented with a piece of imaginative writing: succinct and and wonderous. I laughed like a madman.