This was written on somebody's request. I tried as best as i could to identify with a situation like this...and somewhere i realised that all of us should try and understand the purpose of mass destruction, and make an attempt to understand it..god knows why..! but it exists, so..
A cloud of black smoke,
Not a word, he spoke.
He felt the heat, but it was going to be over.
Looked at his little girl, shed a tear, and held her fingers.
She knew not, what transpired between her eyes and his smile.
He promised to look after her once he reached the beyond.
The mother wept an unheard cry,
Her silence could cut through the sky.
She held her man to her chest, hoping he could hear her heart beat.
He had left her to travel in peace, a word which had eluded their lives.
The little girl held her one legged doll, closer still,
And looked around the flames, and thought that hell was here after all.
The sight that I saw was not how it looked yesterday.
The swings in the park were now just debris, burning away.
Fathers wept and mothers cried as the children looked in daze,
Some lying near the dead, wondering why they’re asleep.
Birds of wing had lost their feathers, as they flew past the black sky.
Puddles of rain water overflowed with blood so red, and thicker than the plight.
The hop scotch lines were erased with gun powder,
As little sally figured, when she tried reviving them.
What had been my land is now sold to the devil.
I am the devil, and my horns have pierced the world into two, the bad and the ugly.
Hope is a mere word, as I mock it another day.
But some of us keep it alive, within our soul, as I smile,
When the child found her doll’s second leg.
6 comments:
This one warms my heart more than anything else that you have written; not for the destruction but for the realisation that the seeds for destruction is nowhere but within us (period).
Like you said, it's out there, there's no running away from it. and 'these people' are not too different from us. It is our need to mend everybody within our realms of 'society' which causes some to implode. Be it in the form of Religion, Honor or just plain ol' power. (Won't get much into it, so chill) :)
But I can't tell you how glad i am, someday maybe even subconsciously we can do something to change the outlook even if it's just one person.
This person who requested it must be something special to get someone to see and more importantly feel this. Kudos!!
P.S. Really sorry to be rambling on like an old man who nobody wants to listen to..
:) i really have nothing to say..i saw a lot in my head when i was writing this..and somewhere i realised tht my thoughts were not my imaginations ..and tht was quite bothering! oh well..
p.s: btw this was written on shruthi's request..
I'm dumbfounded!!
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