the supremo dead.
A staunch paunch,reedy eyes,
wide open, icy cold.
Speculation, Curiosity,
latching onto Lankan minds.
Is he really dead?
It could be a doctored death.
Ban-Ki Moon drops by,
with his foolish pride,
ofcourse, its true what they say,
they always get in the way.
All I say is,
shower the people you love,
with love and you will,
never sway or stray.
Stay on your course,
whatever maybe, your destiny,
show them the way that you feel,
so that love will stay.
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