Cry

(This is a self written poem that is inspired from 26/11. Now, I would like you all to read it and feel what i felt at that time. Not an "aurora" moment exactly. But, something that has affected our lives deeply.)

The leader of terror steps in and brainwashes the crowd

Young minds infested with thoughts of making him proud

He teaches them the meaning of crusade before the meaning of god

Makes them cook hell, feelings of hatred and discord.

They'll sacrifice themselves for him,

All he has to do is command.

They go on and carry on this crusade,

Until the whole world bleeds,

Because only this can stop him,

Only then they'll cease to breed.

They scream and shout he cannot hear them!

They fret and cry out he will not hear them!

They cut themselves and sacrifice themselves for him,

Only then did he hear them!

Only then did his god hear them!

And we are left trying to forget what they had served on the death platter.

Trying to forget those devilish encounters.

Trying to forget their sins,

The sins he held god responsible for!

It disappears into oblivion.

It is erased from my life.

Everyday was getting harder.

Until, I decided to think otherwise.

But deciding was not enough and it still haunts me.

But I know it also haunts those young minds.

Some may have become life curators,

Or anything else that personifies purity out loud.

Who knew that they’d be caught in their own circumstances

And convinced to believe that they are made to make his God proud.

It is a dismal place, but for them it is paradise,

It is a place full of disgrace, but for them, it makes them rise.

They all have a story to tell, they all have something to say,

They all have something to hide but not because of shame.

I too have a story, story of their glory.

I too have experienced their wrath.

I too have been consumed by their deeds and their aftermath.

But I feel sorry,

Sorry for their state,

Wish I could make them understand,

But I think it is just too late.

To make them understand how to deal with their lives,

To make them understand that the answers to their misery is not other people’s strife.

To make them love more than they hate,

To make them spread happiness and restore their faith.