Cerebro-heart is not well, the time to grieve,
The Dawn brought me worry & sorrow,
It abandoned kid’s camping of tomorrow,
The city is under attack nothing heals.
The night fell on the city innocent killed,
Fire did play its game, the city is framed,
The forces evil side danced the dance,
The Dogma wondered on no-beat, who danced?
The Ak did sound in the crieth of the wounded,
The hand grenades did sound loud when pounded,
Kalashnikov would cry on the moments,
His rifles open fire and humanity on torment.
It is the fire baby the core is on the fire fathomed,
It is the fire, dogma dancing now on own rhythm.
Beware the dance is moving now episode on rhythm,
Innocent’s crieth do sound now and effect to fathom.
(This Poem wrote on 27th Nov. 2008 during the terrorist attack on my city from 26th Nov. 2008, they Killed a lot of people.)