Friday, July 11, 2008

Disconnected! Karmalogic And Testimony!

A'karikz Yannaing

Disconnected!
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1989).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1990).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1991).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1992).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1993).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1994).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1995).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1996).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1997).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1998).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (1999).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2000).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2001).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2002).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2003).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2004).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2005).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2006).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2007).
Dear mother,
I'll see you soon; I don't know how soon (2008).

Dear son,
I am unwell after you have disappeared from Rangoon
I think I'll be gone just about after your sister be born
I hope you bring the victory back very very soon (1988).

Hello Everyone,
My name is Inya Mahar.
I am 20 and looking for my brother (now).

Everyone knows above poem is a true story of mine
But I have to add a few lines to conclude before I die.

Testimony And Karmalogic!

Dear little sister,
How could I explain to our mother
That I am a spy in the shoes of a freedom fighter
I have lied to my own parents
I have lied to my comradeship
I have lied to my nation and my alliances
I have lied to my religion and my promises
I have lied to my own life and my own love
I have lied to my own pride and my own heart
It is very sad that we, two have never met
The sadder thing is that you were misled by my secret
The saddest thing is I have taken my own life to pay back
Little sister,
Take care of yourself! I love you so much as red as my blood
Goodbye for now! Goodbye for ever! Goodbye for after forever!

With regrets,
Wonna Mahar!!!

[This poem is dedicated to-- once our respectable comrade who no longer with us!
We and your little sister always forgive you! "God bless you for your next start"!]



A'karikz Yannaing
11/07/2008

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