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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523640" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blood' Brothers or 'Bloody' Brothers under the Banner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;A dying people tolerates the present, rejects the future, and finds its satisfactions in past greatness and half-remembered glory.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;A strong man makes a weak people. A strong people don't need a strong man.&quot;<br>    John Steinbeck (Nobel Prize 1962) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  for the DEAD in the Struggle for EELAM</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ages from now, let it not be said: <br> Blood spills only as brother dies.<br>Ages from now, let not peace be bled<br> By chances lost now in sighs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the high nor low slams the door<br> To him who seeks the Law and more.<br>Take, take the Golden Mean way! <br> Truth your only key, don't ever slay! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the elephant roams un-tethered free, <br> The familiar myna will echo carefree<br>Words of yore buried in sacred memory: <br> One breed, one species carved in ivory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No greater fear simmers in the lowlands<br> Than the stealth of brother against brother; <br>No higher disdain festers in the highlands<br> Than vengeance lying in wait for the other.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think not of the promises made and broken, <br> Think only of the time lost and forsaken.<br>Every hour, every day, a life blown or taken; <br> Every month, every year, a people woe-driven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the high nor low slams the door<br> To him who seeks the Law and more.<br>Take, take the Golden Mean path! <br> Truth your only key, never the lathe! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think of Prince Paranirupasingham who to succour<br> King Jayavira's queen, to Kandy, fled his throne: <br>Abandoned to court intrigue, schemes and wiles encore: <br> A princely retreat, a physician's penance alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">First governor, then regent, the last Jaffna King Cankili<br> Learnt best the conqueror's cruel art of slaughter; <br>Then, fired by the local converts' iniquitous treachery, <br> Revolted too late, his head the butt of lofty laughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think of C.P. Ramanathan the island's cause to defend<br> Sailed over choppy seas past wild submarines<br>To raise the nation's flag in the court of the Empire's den, <br> His homeward chariot drawn by one peoples' teens.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What shame if might measures not with muscle? <br> What disgrace awaits those who fail? <br>Should wanting life be held lèse-majesté to a tussle? <br> Should a nation thrive as in a sundered jail? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the high nor low slams the door<br> To him who seeks the Law and more.<br>Take, take the Golden Mean road! <br> Truth your only key, never the sword! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Decades from now sawn men will in right ask: <br> Had we then no will to attend to our wounds? <br>Should not the White Master be called back to task<br> To bear the burden of our graveyard mounds? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What guidance should wise men need<br> More than their own tested counsels? <br>Lay, lay aside the pride of higher breed<br> Like two strong men upright in councils! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">People are made to feel their lives rendered great<br> By what their leaders do to invoke fate; <br>Destiny asks not who may stand in as its fated mate, <br> When all around lives are lost through hate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the high nor low slams the door<br> To him who seeks the Law and more.<br>Take, take the Golden Mean way! <br> Truth the only key, no, never slay! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the Lion strays from its prescribed domain, <br> The Tiger will seek to sink its fangs in flanks.<br>Two kings bide their time in a land full of bane, <br> While the common folk lie razed by tanks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seek not to replace life with conundrums.<br> Seek only a life-giving solution.<br>Herald not the arrival of the enemy with drums.<br> Let only your heart speak in absolution.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mountain cannot reach up to the sky.<br> The lake at the summit is full.<br>If monsoons come, calling cranes will cry.<br> Kindred spirits will rally in full.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the high nor low slams the door<br> To him who seeks the Law and more.<br>Take, take the Golden Mean way! <br> Truth the only key, no, never ever slay! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can a people simply grow strong in broken places<br> While strong men before the hour vacate places? <br>&quot;Man can be destroyed but not defeated.<br> Man can be defeated but not destroyed.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(©: T.Wignesan - September 21,2005; from the Sequence: 'Words for a Lost Sub-Continent', Paris, France. Pub. in T. Wignesan. Rama and Ravana at the Altar of Hanuman: on Tamils, Tamil Literature and Tamil Culture. Chennai: Institute of Asian Studies,2006 & Allahabad: Cyberwit.net,2008.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=T.+Wignesan">T. Wignesan</a><div class=q>
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