Sugar, Salt and bilingual Man
Though we are white granules
You are sweet and I am sour.
You cannot make a salad tasty
And I never sweeten a cup of tea.
Anyway we survive on this World
As he needs both of us.
* The only decent people I ever saw in the racecourse were horses.
-James.Joyce-
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga

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