Violence

Shedding blood the product of violence Tears that shed across the world Gloomy nights that’s full of terror Who is the director of violence all around? Creek of blood that cover the face Loneliness that pale the eyes Face that mark the innocence Head that cover with nasty cloth Odor that plea for peace Quake of broken hand with fear He is the pray of violence Senseless terrorism is the product of violence Victims are the blooming children Bloomer plays with blasting weapons There oppress the lifeless childhood Violence for God, violence for belief Violence for country and violence for politics Which terrorist stands for right to live? Narrow mind creates for terrorism Narrow belief create terrorists Childhood that throws to terrorism for food Who has the right to secrete him to guilt? They are the future they are the idol The goof spoils his future and life Sleepless night that empty his stomach ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.