Gutted houses
Gutted lives
Charred wood
Charred flesh
Shattered brick
Shattered glass
Hammer blows of fists

Animal Crackers

"Draw me a lion."
So I set my pen
to work. Produce a lazy, kindly beast....
Colour it yellow.

"Does it bite?"

The Song of the Defeated

The song of the victors
rises from every direction.
The song, reaching its cresendo,
lands like a spit on our faces.
And yet, they are afraid.
Why? Because they lack
the armour of justice.

Dream of Escape

As the nightwatch  drags to an end,
the august moon over the watch tower
flees upon the grey wings of a lone moth.

The southern sea gives up her dead
Unto the leaden shore...

The shadow of your story

That evening
your voice was low
you spoke slowly on a darkened stage
and opened a door to the past
that let the present in
in a surge of unfiltered hate

Apocalypse soon

The child plays in the fire
scattering sparks
when suddenly the street erupts
in waves of flowing hate
and splintered flying glass
shattering old amities and sharding bonds...

Beast of Burden (Chekku Madu)

Rajah could not find the place where the troublesome demon was hiding. He searched and searched. He vowed to discover and destroy the demon before sunset. Of course, that was easier said than done. In arctic countries like Norway....


Journalists for Democracy in Sri Lanka

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