Mudguard Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Mudguard

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It's a rainy season here
But in some places no rain for years.
Mr.Driver, why did you choose this muddy road?
I am just only a mudguard to a politician's Limousine
And you are his paid servant.
There is no such a big difference between us
And we sustain on common grounds.
So, Mr. Chauffeur be flexible and avoid this nauseous road.

Saturday, October 3, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: places
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 03 October 2009

Very unique and very meaningful. Write on, Nimal. Kind regards, Sandra

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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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