Little Wizards Poem by H.Chandrasena De Silva

Little wizards
Clean floor mocking at mops
Walls wailing no scribbles
Nothing broken nothing to be mend
No one to pick fruits or flowers
Sound of silence at giant's park

Why the elephant from the sky
Eats paddy of poor peasant
Why the angle in the heaven
Cannot feed that hungry elephant
What's the use of silly fairies
Tell me about transformers

Aiya hit me Nangi scratch me
No to eating Bandi paining
Carry me grandpa I cannot walk
There are no one to tell such

Piped pipers came around
All of them gone behind
The creators gone away
Left creation that's grandpa

BY. H.Chandrasena de Silva