Broken Buds

As beautiful as a butterfly, As busy as a bee, As cheerful as a singing bird, We were all these till this day, When we were teased by the hands of the golden evil, What sin had we done? Why did you choose to embrace us? You clipped our wings before we could fly, You slit our throats before we could sing, You disturbed our hive before we could collect nectar, You shattered our dreams before we could make them come true, Sweet bunch of roses we were in the garden, You stopped us before we could blossom, We have heard you spread light and remove darkness, We haven’t heard you could even spread darkness and remove light, No matter whatever you had done to us, We are not sad, We are very happy here, for we are not alone, We are united and our bondage is strong, No one could dare to pull us apart, We are lucky to have our lessons in open, We can’t be put under thatched roofs, We can fly like a butterfly, We can sing like a bird, We can be as busy as a bee, Sweet bunch of roses we are in the garden, For heaven’s sake, no one could stop us from blossoming. *Innocent children were learning their lessons in a school, put under cramped roofing. It was unfortunate that they became a prey to heavy fire, which took a heavy toll on them, feeding on them mercilessly. The poem ends with a note saying that atleast the children be united and cherish their unfulfilled dreams in so called heavens garden.