I am walking on Unawatuna Beach
far from the smart bombs
and light shows in the sky.
I am walking with a young
coconut, gashed, in my hand,
drinking the sweet water.
My children are chatting
with me on Whatsapp.
Why does my government
choose to murder
a government
across the sea?
On what grounds?
Under what laws?
Do laws even exist
anymore, broken,
discarded rubbish
of a failed human
experiment? I ask
you, United Nations,
can you stop
the belligerent beast
and his rapacious sidekick?
Sorry, I see you don’t
have any more moral
authority. What
about you, Pope Leo,
can you intervene,
American to American?
A ninth inning save?
Indran Amirthanayagam c) March 3, 2026
