This is also quite and old poem, I think some months after the 26/11 incident of Mumbai.I harboured strong feeling of hatred for the terrorist mingled with sadness for the victims.I don't really think the title suits the poem.It's the best i think of at the moment.
I woke up at dawn,
Stifling a yawn,
But little did I know,
What god was gonna bestow.
No one here without a gun,
The future of earth has just begun,
What is the world coming to?
Every nightmare has become true.
I feel scared to walk alone,
I guess it’s the fear of unknown,
But someone’s waiting there for me,
As terrifying as a banshee.
So dark the world has become,
Every soul has turned so numb,
Every heart has stiffened within,
True voice is lost in the din.
Why do those people love to kill?
And like to see the blood spill?
Don’t they have a heart at all?
Don’t their tears ever fall?
I pray all the terror to end,
All our wounded lives to mend,
I pray all the wars to cease,
And may everyone live in peace.
o_O
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