Oh motionless Grim Reaper,
With gloomy eyes and red lips,
The tragedy behind your appearance,
Will lead our souls to rest in peace.
You have committed great sins,
Over three hundred years ago.
And yet you are paying debts for your loved ones,
Who died because of you.
Your queen has reborn,
As a beautiful young doll.
And you always cry without knowing the reason ,
In front of her blessed soul.
A Grim Reaper, who takes human to the world of dead,
Tries to find about his own fate,
Knowing that something has taken place over hundreds of years ago.
Ending his chapter in the middle of a burning hall.
( A sad story of a grim reaper, who was a king in his previous life and
conned by his ministers, which resulted in killing his own queen and her
family members, and ending his life by committing suicide, which was the greatest sin that led him to be a grim reaper, who takes souls of the dead.)
Chamodi Peduruarachchi,
(After O/Ls),
Sri Sumangala Girls’ School,
Panadura.