Wake up child, my dear from the deep
Where dreams never come true
Neither happiness nor joy lie there.
Evils disguised as fairies
Sweet notes from their talkative mouths
Claim as true leaders and hairs
Of golden land of this
Everywhere foreboding lies,
Fairies raise their pleading hands
To the western skies
With welcome notes
Treason and conspiracy
Non-compromises of intellectuals
Divisions of the majority
To defeat the rivals
The land curses
Not for your laziness,
But for the bloody sacrifices
Of your ancestors
Gamini, Kitti, Sapumal and so on…
Then, wake up child my dear from the deep drunken sleep
To shoulder and generate historical turning point.
Be not delay
If not, lamenting for ever
Remember, still you are under
The blessing of the tree which stands majestically
Leave not. Pass not.
For the generation next
The golden sward seeks your mighty fist
To dismember every evil root.
S N Jayatissa
I am pleased to inform you that members of Viyathmaga Oman conducted a seminar on 5th and 6th of September 2018 and the speeches were delivered by Dr.Nalaka Godahewa and it was an informative session.
Our wish is to further expand the “Viyathmaga Oman” and hope that you would extend your kind support as usual in future.
Rohana- Membership No – 1840