The Pathos Of Terror
Streaks of red all around,
Likes of you and me lying on the ground...
Eyes open wide in terror,
Time stood still in fear.
Screams of panic pounding in the ears;
The atmosphere was thick with tears.
The sound reverberated in the air,
While white-clad gunsmen kept firing shots,
Besmearing the very essence of purity!!
Killing thousands of innocents,
In the name of religion;
Creating their own tarnished definition...
Destroying the world with their hatred,
Is this really a cause so sacred?
The parochialism of thought,
Blinding them to the very soul of humanity.
No remorse, no tears,
Deaf are they to all prayers...
For life for them, is just a commodity.
Whisking away the youth,
Murdering the couth.
Is this really what they claim,
That their God wants?
Aren't these demands too heretical??
Wasn't human life supposed to be consecrated??
Wasn't massacre considered a sacrilege??
For, if this makes you divine,
What are those, whom,
You mercilessly let pine??
Cringe-worthy are your actions,
So distorted lie your passions,
Your life is just a facade...
So awry is your sense of righteousness,
So perverted your thoughts..
Where lies your integrity??
Where lies the sanctity??
Are violence and bloodshed,
The only essence of humanity??
Look into your souls,
Kill your disturbing notions...
Bury them, approach benevolence,
For even THAT won't give you penance...