Something I strongly feel,deeper in me as to how would the life of an individual indulged in war’s like the one called terrorists. I wrote it when I heard a news of 21 Christians being bombed outside of a Church.
Watch the news and its everywhere crime,
a bomb killed 21 in just a nick of time,
I’m sick of these bleeding headlines,
will it ever end dear friend of mine?
Who are they preaching violence?
A bunch of disarrayed men walking in silence,
maybe they were afraid to crawl,
life is hard they gave-up to fall.
They lack emotions or are stoned to death?
Not even the kids blood makes them sweat,
they are tied in some dark spell,
I’m afraid they are on their way to Hell.
The way is dark and the mist is heavy,
moving with the guns crossing bleeding valley,
the tears in the eyes of innocent family,
the curse they have earned is their only ally.
Does any religion teach of killing?
Everyone wants peace no rebelling,
holding hands to make a bridge,
the safest way to cross the ridge.
Lets get united under one custom,
Humanity must be our focus and concern,
spread love and care my dying friends,
leave the guns come back to den.
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