Uneasiness Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Thunder storms
Earth Quakes
Tsunami
And Bombings!
World is sick
With all these
Infectious diseases?
The old Man and a long cigar in his mouth
He watches the night sky,
Probably waiting for a flying saucer
And he wants to go to another planet?
I asked 'Grandpa! why so anxious'
He too called me Grandpa,
' Yes, there's no remedy for anxiety in this troubled World'
I took my pocket mirror and found that we're like twins.

*There is only one pretty child in the World, and every mother has it.
-Chinese proverb