What can be more said
To all the guns pointed to the head,
Piercing the tender skin of the innocent,
Making them verbally impotent!
The bloody bloodshed,
The profusely stanch bloodshed,
Where every right doings became wrongs,
Filing out the huge pit with the bodies of the throngs!
Now the bodies of these innocents in the turmoil
Lie lifeless on the earthly soil!
Millions, terrified in horror to see their people bleeding-
Are helpless; nothing to do besides weeping and weeping!
Did they even know that their lives will be gone in a blink of an eye?
On which their descendants will shed tears and cry?
That's how the uncertainity of the life is!
How traumatic, chaotic and ruthless their fate is!
Certainly, truth popped up in these last words I said
Ashes to ashes and the life with death-
What other thought can this mind even heft
When human will clash until no one is left?
