Good Bye to the memories of twenty Five, Who have pasted on to me so tight no fly Like slimy leeches slitherng up high, Bringing eerie feeling,with sadness to rise. Started your game first month itself, Squeezing my beloved's the very last breath My heart and soul of five decades You snatched away leaving memories no fade! Dozens of artists you took away, Putting them down, leavng no say Making us SriLankans to weep all day Only the memories, and screen shots play. Your viscous deeds actions topped the list, In month of November when trees shed leaves Killing thousands and smashing the hills Rivers weeping, tears pushing away concrete. Bridges and dams, roads and crops, Ditwa devil you reduced the lot, Erased the map, making hill tops flat Drowning the rescuers in landslide gap. Yes, you brought out kindness in humans no doubt Ressilience, brotherhood generosity pouring out, As a silver lining to the dark cloud up, Results will brighten twenty six a lot. Didnt leave the last month to relax nor rest, You took away the nightingale's life to next step Cannot escape death, a fact, no test, Hoping its the last of your games twenty five the pest. Solace will come only by letting go act Forgiveness not hatred is the healing fact, Twenty five the year I forgive you looking back Don't pass your bag to twenty six hanging in your back.