Red Hill And The Black Ants Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Red Hill And The Black Ants

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I climb the Volcano
And the bag rests on my oblique shoulder
Full of grain sugar for the bitter journey.
Who knows about the hole?
And when I turned at the peak
Saw the black ants like a pilgrimage.
I said; ' Hope lava give us lavishly a drink
To pacify our thirst? '

Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: volcano,journey
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kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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