The Scaffolding Poem by nimal dunuhinga

The Scaffolding

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The poles and planks were erected.
And on the platforms the skinny people work for the buildings.
Day by day the skyscraper goes high with the workers
And they are very close to the Sun, Moon and Stars.
Though they love the Stars none of them aware of the heavenly bodies' language.
The construction was almost over and these hopeless souls returned to their tumbledown shacks.


I dedicate this poem to the contemporary poet Frank James Ryan, Jr. in gratitude.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 10 November 2006

Nimal...a gracious, far too kind person you are, my friend...This is a fine, mastered work....The imagework alone, is worth a second& third read....Very nice effort, Nimal & thank you once again....Frank

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Sandra Fowler 10 November 2006

The sad plight of these human beings reminds me of these words written by Robert Browning, 'Oh, the little more and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.' Excellent write, Nimal. Kind regards, Sandra

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David Tanguay 10 November 2006

This sounds like the building of the tower of bable

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