A new road map to North in Sri Lanka

Borrow a pencil from the West and start to draw the map.
The road was almost dark for the last thirty years,
Firstly, it's ideal to draw lamp posts and give them proper food and shelter.
Be friends!
And give them hands.
Sing the fading song loudly
We are brothers & sisters until we sleep together in the common graveyard Earth.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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