Relentless shelling and aerial bombing
raping and pillage
The whole world looks on us without batting an
Its all geo-politics. No ethical or moral considerations.
wants to make a quick buck out of our plight?
International plutocrats. Local politicians.
Humanitarian needs : What’s that?
Put on the
back-burner. They might add.
We are in the brink of starvation;
Even hospitals are bombed
Let alone schools.
No medicine for the young and old
No milk for
But the toys are a
Burnt out shells and empty missiles
The blood hounds
savour the taste of skulls
The crows feast on carcasses.
Many civilian lives lost forever
Stray dogs appear in the form of informants;
Secret agents with pocket tape recorders.
Torturing out a false confession.
Masquerading pimpernels in tinted white vans
They are the State Terrorists.
O, they have plenty to eat and drink.
Apples and s; Tiffin and dessert
Mangoes and Baila bongos – drink and be merry!
O, thou fools,
Man shall not live by eating and boozing alone
But by the dignity of freedom. Liberty.
Roots and greens – the organic produce of our soil
With that we shall survive. If not we might die.
We shan’t hang our heads down in shame
We shall live or even die with heads held high
And stomachs empty with human dignity.
Not willing to sell out our birth right.
When that happens. Don’t you dare shed a drop of tear for the camera
A word to the
Co-Chairs and the International Community:
Ladies and gentlemen
How long will you pretend to be our saviours?
How many times you want the Tamils to prove that we too are humans
longing to free our motherland?!