Udaya R. Tennakoon
Coil of the motion
The globe is in my head
It moves on the brain
The past is on my hand
Pages and chapters turn on
The man is created by the God
Authority is against diversity
Deaths are for the truth
Holy wars are an irony
Darwin appears to prove
The theory of evolution is
Survival of the fittest
It brings the history from power
Eras of the past
From Barbarians, slavery to feudal and capitalist
Utopian of socialist communism is
Marx and Engels are ghosts
First world war is
Problem to accumulate capital
Second world war is
for a supreme nation
Hitler without Jews
the globe was divided
Mind was crumbled
Heritage of the history fights
To grab the Power and borders
Revolutions began
Structures were created
Nihilism of the self and soul
Beneath the dominance created
Coil of the motion
From past to future whirls
Aside humanity and truth of justice
A game play of desire
The clan, tribe and class
A new dress put on the modernity
Individual gene in a prison
Lost key of the freedom
The globe is on my palm
I turn it to right and left
Hither to past and present
It turns to right and presents
I turn to left and change, until human love blossoms
By Udaya R. Tennakoon