A BASTION OF HELL

My city lies bathed in blood
Peace is like a vulture
Circling high above
Waiting -- for stench and flood.
Bombs blow up worshipers
On the day of congregation
Dead bodies are litters
And rain adds to commotion.
What is there to write now
When the eyes see only death
What is there to share now
When fear stalks each breath!
This is not the nation
For which so many perished
The truth is:This is a bastion
Of the Hell that's buried.
(Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay on August 23, 2011).

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by the unbridled wave of violence in Karachi, Pakistan, as well as the killing of innocent worshipers in the mosque at Jamrud, Pakistan, last Friday in which 52 innocent lives lost their lives.

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