Walking Bare Foot

I thought of walking bare foot On the ground while I was preparing to shoot It was nice bird flying in air Suddenly nice idea rushed to look and stare What was I doing to that beautiful bird? Why at all I wanted to kill with silent word? This thought made me restless Was I not burdening on earth’s surface? The heart ached and breathed fast Was my life, in similar way, going to last? The thought hit me deep inside The line was drawn clearly to divide I walked freely on surface There was so much shine on face I had satisfaction of feeling right man In sense, really kind and human I owed life to an Almighty What right I had to take away life of somebody? I though of noble mission right from now The single incidence had opened eyes to know more