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Explosion
He lay on his back on bitter cold ice
Gazing to heaven not feeling nice
Fond thought's revelry kept him warm
Moments ago he was whole; now minus an arm
He lay like a vegetable in a fridge
The wondrous walk across the bridge
Had bent down to look at a mound
His arm blew off;I was thrown to the ground
What harm did he do to them?Why do they hate?
Who will lead them to the peaceful gate?
They are humans who kill fellow humans
Where is the Judge? who'll serve them summons?
©bishu
Author's Notes/Comments:
Lives of innocents snatched.. many maimed...acts of such terrorism planted in bombs and other explosive devices.May good sense dawn soon.
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Mr. Bishu,
You have touched upon the evils of terrorism. Great! But there is no need for anyone to be a judge or summon them to court. Despite knowing that they are killing their own brethern, if the prefer to do so, time will pass the judgement on them. If they get killed immediately, they will die experiencing only the pain of death which is instantaneous. But if they happen to live for long languishing in jails, their conscience will kill them day by day and there is no escape from it. Well written!
Ben
Thanx Respected Mr Ben
Thanx Respected Mr Ben for your costly time on my humble post on the day of the big terror at WTC.The Delhi rape verdict what will it be ?
©bishu