by Atul Chandra Sarkar
(Bemoaning the massacre by terrorists of 141 persons in Army Public School in the north-west Pakistani city of Peshawar on Tuesday 16th Dec. 2014 of which 132 were children)
Horrendous, faceless Terror,
Diabolical fiends barged into school,
Spewing violence on innocent souls,
In religious garb trying to fool.
Demonic boots scaled the wall,
Randomly triggered one and all,
Heroes of hell-fire, fired fire,
In ruthless, unstopping maul.
Doors battered, panes shattered,
Tender flesh ruptured and grilled,
Books, shoes, torn and scattered,
Guiltless blood, splashed and spilled.
Walls riddled, furniture drilled,
Floors ripped, blood dripped,
Bullets hailed, limbs flailed,
Nerves numbed, mayhem gripped.
Lay on the floor, bloodied hell,
The Future, yet to bloom,
Hearts wrenched, tears drenched,
Recalling the boom in gloom.
In their green and yellow dress,
Home they came in white body bags,
‘Tomorrow’ wounded and tranquil,
In heavy coffins with name tags!
But why does our heart cry?
For those whom we do not know;
Why in those children we fail,
To see our future foe?
Know you, because in humane India,
Hatred we do not sow,
Above demons and beasts,
We have learnt to grow!
It’s time to realize,
It’s time to rise,
Why should anyone
Terrorize?
Why should anyone
Terrorize??
Why???
Last updated December 19, 2014