Mumbai – Night of terror
Evil struck on a Wednesday night
Cowardice written on their face
Cold, dull hearts caused agony
In a crowded marketplace
Planting bombs in cars
Attacking innocent people
Blood flowed, bodies flew
Causing torment and agony
A city is helpless
The people run amok
Satanic forces incite arson
And wounded our nations fabric
An eerie silence prevails
Mourning, rage and helpless anger
The media is in a frenzy
Trying to outdo each other
Only stone-hearted people can kill
Human lives that bear no ill
O wicked men of terror
What ails you? What glory do you seek?
O God! I pray for the innocent victims
The wounded and the helpful citizens
Who come together at this time of peril
United in a moment of agony
© copyright skm, 14th July, 2011
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as someone who has been a part of the city and seen the damage from 1992…my heart hurts and your words resonate. sorry it didn’t respond to your comment earlier as was on a haitus.
very simple language used ! 🙂
What a tragedy… I could feel the anguish in this poem.
We are on our own, uncared for.
tragic