Fairest of lands
Graced with azure skies and tranquil seas – Rolling hills and green gold – tea.
Leopard, elephant, whales blue – fauna of every hue;
Tainted now with shades of red, where innocent blood was shed.
Pearl of the Indian Ocean, you were just beginning to raise your head
after the civil war drained you of your very life
with bullets and bombs filled with lead
over foolish egoist ethnic strife.
Pearl of the Indian Ocean, you were just beginning to raise your head,
to shine to glow to beckon –
“2019 Destination” Lonely Planet said.
with rave reviews from far and wide, well deserved oh Land of mine –
for peace brought out the best of you, paradise isle by God’s design.
And one cruel morn was all it took to dash our hopes and smite our hearts;
8.45 am one sacred Easter morn our very souls were torn apart
For with vicious taint unknown in a land that had seen it all –
Evil exploded heinous bombs for my Christian brothers and neighbours to fall,
In pools of blood, their breaths stilled, or breathing still with loss of limb.
The dead, the wounded intermingled
Along with the blood of the perpetrator.
Sacred space profaned as you entered to test the faith.
Grieving souls, holding on, letting go.
What were your thoughts I wonder as you tousled the head of the little girl?
Humanity unwittingly slipped through your zombie like action
that left destruction in your wake
as you pursued your brainwashed ideology.
A nation mourns for we have lost our children
and once again we have lost
Our innocence, our peace, our hopes and dreams
I cry for you Sri Lanka. Do you cry with me ??
I pray for you Sri Lanka, that you may overcome;
that you will meet hate with love and understanding
to turn back the tide of evil snatching our youth and our lives;
I pray for you Sri Lanka, that you will not again
traverse the road we travelled before.
and that our children may continue to dream, and hope, and build.
I pray for you Sri Lanka, that we will “fight to maintain the peace”
if there be such an expression ….
Fight within our inner beings to rise above judgement
of the misguided youth who let zeal overthrow love.
I pray for you Sri Lanka, that you guard your children well
so they will not stray into the folds of evil ones –
but will choose good over evil, peace over war and love above hate.
If this too be your prayer, will you pray with me Sri Lanka?