Hatched out; 
shameless, speechless, nameless, 
cast-less and race-less. 
Then a boohoo! 
When clock ticks, 
'gulped it all. 

Count down of years, 
A gypsy into a ball of fire. 
At the marathon of avarice! 

Gasping, 
Tis the final stop! 
A closing recap, 
flooded with riches 
to invest after 
the "rest in peace?" 

But a breath of regret, 
for a past of neglect. 
Of  sacrifices for the loved, 
and scaling eternity of love, 
for a dollar and a pound. 

By : Sajani Amarasinghe