The Royal Corpse
Jamma had a reason to be proud
Or at least she once did
Of her royal blood she used to talk
As if royalty still ran in her veins
Jaffna
was a palace for her
A paradise built on earth
Then the earth shattered,
The thunder boomed,
The sun scorched the earth
She now looks at the
Newly built houses
Faces she doesn’t know
Janani Selvachchandi,
Once a queen
Now a corpse in a camp.
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