A Waiter
Raw of people
All ladies & gentlemen
Awaiting eagerly to taste
What we have made over night
The soup of sweat, tiredness & sleeplessness.

BUT I KNOW
I am prohibited
Sometimes only pieces
That is only at the last stage.

Suits worth of thousands
Jewelries of millions
Decorations of billions
BUT, I am like I was
Hand twisted over the chest
Standing……..
Till I receive an order.

Sir, anything you need?
Madam what else you want?
Are the favorites
Of my long used vocabulary.

Boy..! Where are you?
Come over here, what are you doing?
Hell of a work here, stupid, idiot…..
Are the common applications of my owner.

Something is wrong in some where
At the beginning or thereafter
Why am I NOT like those?
Is still an unanswered question.

Dr. Dammika Wijearathna