Confession
I m sathyamurthi
from upcountry
home at tea estate of unemplyed
travelled to Vauniya
A job for
Repairing Radio
Started war
Be a Tamil is
A sin
Given by god.
Keeping check points
Everywhere
Guns at aim.
No citizenship
That is because of no identity card.
But because I was born here with
My father and mother.
And labours of tea.
Returned back home
To get make Identity
To meet Grama Sevaka the only one person
Who can do it.
He could do it but did not it.
If I gave him a thousand
I would not be here.
But my mother told
The nature of him
Without even a coin or a bottle of alchol
Never put his signature.
Just only three four days
I got married
Legally.
Dreamt with hopes
to bring her
Having a ceremony after a week
Police came my home
I didn’t know why
First in town police and then
To colombo
Finally to Boossa.
My mother curses
To my vergin wife
of her
Sinfullness.
Than cursing to GS.
Dear sir
what is the wrong
Of being a Tamil
Born in tea estate without stateless.
Even though I worship every day
Shiva kanda god doesn’t know
And he is powerless
He could have seen this
To go against act.
Udaya R. Tennakoon
2007/04/ 26 at Boossa camp
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