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  Awful Visitors

  It’s a new beginning!

  By

  Sandun Mendis

  © Copyright 2014 Sandun Mendis.

  Contents

  For Siri Nissanka

  Acknowledgments

  A Cinderella Story

  A Teacher and a Student

  Awful Visitors

  Beach Day Out with a Half Blind Dog

  Can You Drop A Coin Sir?

  Dear Santa!

  Evolution

  Like Everyone Does

  Nature, Nature… Why So Cruel?

  New Year’s Eve

  Soldiers

  The Beginning of the End!

  The Christmas tree

  The Job Seeker

  The Last One to Stand

  The Stepmother

  The Vengeance of Love

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  For Siri Nissanka

   

  Father that I never had...

  Acknowledgments

  This is a collection of kids’ and nature poems.

  Dr. Samantha Kulatilake, thank you for being my guidance and mentor in my path of poetry.

  Oshika Vidushini, an artist herself, read my early poems and encouraged me to write more by giving topics and pictures.

  Darlene Harasymiw is a one good friend who edited some of my poems and pushed me to write more.

  Chiemi Hettiarachchi, my friend and my editor, gave me lot of strength to achieve this much.

  Pabalu Thriemavithana Yalagama, thanks for the ideas and encouragement.

  Nalin De Abrew for editing and finalizing.

  De Abrew family for all the support.

  Siri Nissanka (grandfather), without you, I would be nothing.

  A Cinderella Story

  December 29, 2012 at 9:18am

   

  Once up on a time

  There was a little girl

  Whose name was Cindy

   

  Cindy lived in a town

  Town full of clowns

  She was hired by one

   

  Her master was Jacques

  Jacques owned her for ages

  He used her for cheap labor

   

  Cindy had to work

  Work hours and hours

  She always wished for liberty

   

  She mopped the floor

  Wiped the mirror

  Polished the door

   

  She brushed his boots

  Ironed his clothes

  Made tea on time

   

  She prepared the dinner

  Cleaned all the dishes

  Warmed the water for a shower

   

  Always doing some work

  No time for her to lurk

  No time for her to smile

   

  If she didn’t work fine

  Her master would come from behind

  And cane her until she cried

   

  One moonlit night

  A knight called Jacob

  Came to the house for a beer

   

  After some time

  Her master had a fight

  With this mighty knight

   

  Her master had died

  Along with the fight

  She wondered what would be her next plight

   

  Cindy has taken to the house

  Where the knight lodges

  Her fate is to be changed

   

  Jacob had a wife

  And a grown child

  A child called Marcus

   

  Marcus is not like others

  He showed some good manners

  And some respect for others

   

  One day, Cindy asked Jacob

  ‘Why are you good to me?

  Why you are not like others?’

   

  Marcus replied, ‘I was once like you

  Brought here for growing

  After my parents died’

   

  Cindy never had to work

  But she loved to help

  Jacob’s wife, Jane

   

  Jane loved Cindy

  As her own child

  Treated her well

   

  Cindy had a new life

  Marcus, Jacob and Jane

  They all lived happily until the end

  A Teacher and a Student

  June 7, 2013 at 8:53am

   

  There were times

  That I thought you

  There were times

  We had fun

   

  There were times

  We enjoyed our work

  There were times

  We laughed

   

  There were times

  We did stupid things

  Well, that time

  I cannot forget

   

  All the places we travelled

  All the funny things you did

  All the nick names you said

  I will never forget

   

  Beside every things

  Studies became first

  Hearing your good grades

  Meant the whole world to me

   

  When the time goes by

  You will step into a new world

  I might not be there to teach

  But I will always miss you

   

  You are the best student I ever had

  You are bright and intelligent

  Keep it up for the future

  It will lead you to a good fortune

  Awful Visitors

  October 19, 2013 at 1:18am

   

  We came to this world as visitors

  Just for a short time,

  Not even for hundred years

  Yet we think it is eternal

   

  So we scraped the land

  Burnt the forest to expand

  We built ourselves a home

  Destroying others’ and hope

   

  It was meant to share. Not to shear

  But we were not animals, though the worst

  So we kept growing. Alike worms

  Breeding and needing and feeding. Ascending higher

   

  When they sought their homes

  We called them intruders

  Alas! Have we forgotten who we were?

  We came here as visitors

  Beach Day Out with a Half Blind Dog

  December 31, 2012 at 10:58am

   

  A small child

  Playing in the sand

  With her brother

   

  An old man

  Running like a child

  Towards the ocean

   

  A small child crying

  To stay another minute longer

  But he failed with his mother

   

  One white man, tried to touch a dog

  One look it gave

  He vowed not to go close

   

  Some guy

  Threw sand at his girl

  And she laughed

   

  Far away, can see the rain

  Or the sea's spray

  Nobody can figure

   

  But no one hurries

  Or is worried

  To take their departure

   

  Far away there is a ship sailingr />
  Without any haste

  To its destination, unknown to us

   

  Same distance, a boy is trying to throw

  A ball to the moon

  But after some time, it falls down

   

  A poor blind dog

  Got a proposal

  That wise dog, refused it

   

  Night comes slow

  Everyone calms down

  That's the end of the day, goes home

  Can You Drop A Coin Sir?

  December 6, 2012 at 7:42pm

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  My brother is crying

  Need to feed him fine, sir

  Even though I haven’t dined

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  My mother is dying

  Need to buy some meds, sir

  Need her to smile

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  Can you look into my eyes?

  I haven’t had anything yet, sir

  Since yesterday night

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  Not to buy bangles

  Just to buy a piece of bread, sir

  Just to stay alive

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  Can you hear my cries?

  I was born with nothing, sir

  I am sorry but nobody cares a dime

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  Don’t look away

  I know I am wrong, sir

  But I don’t know how to say

   

  Can you drop a coin sir?

  Just a one coin is all I ask

  If you were the one to beg, sir

  Would you ever laugh?

  Dear Santa!

  December 24, 2012 at 10:44am

   

  Dear Santa!

  I know that you are busy

  Busy making gifts for everyone

  I know that you come

  Only for good children

  Am I not a good child?

  Am I not on your list?

  I know what I do is plead with people

  Does that make me bad?

   

  Dear Santa!

  I know my mom is sick

  She won’t be able to get me what I need

  She has done everything to keep my heart beating

  I know you are out there Santa

  I know you can hear me

  I don’t understand why

  Other children are getting theirs

  But why don’t I get mine?

   

  Dear Santa!

  I have been good for so many years

  Not a single day that I haven’t shed tears

  365 days, but you come only once a year

  Even that day Santa, I miss your appearance

  Even that day Santa, I pray for my gift

  I want to be happy like everyone else

  Want to tell others “Santa gave this to me”

  See my mama’s smile, without even touching

   

  Dear Santa!

  Is my gift hard to find?

  Did I trouble you so many times?

  I have no other way

  To ask what I need

  Just need to feel

  How others see

  Nobody cares

  Or nobody sees

  Evolution

  December 24, 2012 at 8:59pm

   

  I took out my camera and shot some pics of him

  He took a flat stone and clicked, clicked, clicked

  I got a call from San Francisco and took out my mobile

  He took a bark of a tree and said ‘elo, elo, elo’

   

  I took out my laptop and updated my facebook

  He took out his wee-wee and start peeing on a nearby tree

  I looked at him curious. He looked at me with a smile

  I took my bag and started walking. He came along without