There he comes like a Santa Claus on a Christmas eve along the road of hope. <br />Lamp posts salute him and the children offer their autographs to sign. <br />He uses his thousands of pens which holds in one hand. <br />Homeless they watch the T.V. in their new houses while washing the dirty linen. <br />The troubled word 'Dilemma' would disappear from the poor man's dictionary if you do justice for them. <br />Please stop the useless wars and blood sheds but do not stop the harmless wars against the lack of health care, poverty & hunger, injustice, unemployment and etc. <br />Like a peevish boy who protects his precious toy until his deathbed, <br />Please love the country, people, flora & fauna etc. <br /> <br />* A humble dedication to a pragmatic great man who could perform his bounden duties without any prejudice.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-black-sun-peeps-through-the-cotton-wool-sky/
