With A Heavy Heart

On this day I wake up To the shout of crows Sitting on the electric wire Hanging over the rooftop I give a glance to the Front page of the newspaper My mood turns pensive When will the violence stop Sipping my morning tea I watch the little sparrows Fighting, rolling and chirping Across the bed of grass The next page has a story About money laundering By politicians and businessmen And it causes stock market to crash On the next a terrorist Holds the head of a man A suspected informer of Police and became an easy prey By its side street urchins Are seen rummaging through Garbage dumps for food to Feed themselves and start the day My country has won many gold Medals in the Olympics shouts The last page and displays Colorful photos of the winners That is the only story that Lifts my mood as I start my Bike for office and I forget The world with its sins and sinners