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The blood that your weapons drew
Tinged the footpath,
Railway station and commonplace houses
With a fiery shade of red,
Have now weathered into meagre brown stains,
Almost invisible through the dust accumulated;
Now, we walk on them
Every day
We do not have those wounds
Nor does fresh blood oozes out of them,
Yet, deep within, all of us have a wound
That has not healed thus far.
Some people stood up to put up a fight
Against your automatic rifles,
Wounded and died;
They were honored with martyrdom
Then fade into oblivion
Behind cheap medals and memoirs,
Their women don’t cry anymore,
Their children don’t wait for them to return home
Every night,
Their mourning have silenced
Yet, the calm is not bliss
Grief is still on the air we breathe in.
Wait
Before you strike again,
You will only rip open the old scar,
You will hurt none but yourself again.
I wrote this piece shortly after the severe terrorist attack in Mumbai on the black day of 26/11/08, when the militants appeared out of nowhere in public places and started shooting common people. One of them was caught alive and is still held in a trial.
I am linking this poem to @dversepoets Memorial Day- Poetry prompt
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Very beautiful. Touched!
Thank you Saru. It is very nice to hear that.
Touching poem. Beautifully worded.
I am glad that you liked. Thank you so much.
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this is strong and moving…and a sad state when violence is used to oppress…i am not a fan of war and it being our only solution to world problems…i think we have to come up with some other way…
bmiller007 Thanks Brian. No doubt war is not the solution to our problems. I have tried to bring it out from a different perspective that hate does not take us anywhere it is not always an option to retaliate.
the blood your weapon drew, especially the first blood, it so traumatizing, but i can’t imagine what that could be like.
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@zongrik zongrik Yes, indeed. This was a black letter day in the history of my country. I do not think anyone would ever get past those memories.
Strong and powerful words…I specially like the wounds that haven’t healed ~ And how sad that grief still lingers ~
@Heaven asweetlust Thank you so much. I am glad that you like it.
THat was such a horrible event, as all the terrorist attacks have been. I’m so glad you addressed it from the point of view of victims, survivors, India and the entire world.
Yes, indeed. That was the worst possible attack in our history. I am glad to know that you like my point of view.
Thats a very hard hitting ending, but ultimately, perfectly true.