WAKE UP......

There were families
waiting for their dear ones to return
hoping they will..
There was a daughter
who thought her mother
would join her for dinner
thinking she would be hungry
There was this man
who just cracked a business deal
and was eager to throw a party
rejoicing his achievement
There was a child
holding his mothers hand tight
as she would still take him along
he was too young to feel the numbness..
There was this daring officer
who thought
he was dressed enough to kill
not realising
he was to do his family proud
with ultimate sacrifice…
there was this man
who always controlled his vehicle
but today
there was someone else
driving his destiny…
There were they
who couldn’t understand the language
but knew time has come…
still there were they
with death in hands
with faces covered
moving like humans,
killing their victims
as if they were playing a game
which was to be won
with ended lives..
They showed no mercy
they had no heart .
for them everyone was equal
as they killed with equal brutality…
and WE
sat there glued to the TV
watching the soap..
reading newspapers, magazines
and everything, sympathising
with those who were slained
agonizing those who slained…
we talked and talked more..
waiting for the channels
to change the lead story
that we may get another topic…
Shame on us
Is this is not enough
Why are we quiet ?
because the dead do not belong to us
or we do not belong to them..
because it happened
somewhere away
and we wait the threat come nearer…
because we are habitual
of terror
like the hare
who closes its eyes
thinking no one’s noticing it
Why are we..?
So that a handfull of ruffians
Can have someone to terrorise
Or there is someone to sympathise
For the dead
Shame
Wake up
This may be the last call…
Wake up
Before they finish it all..
Wake up
Before our families weep
Wake up
That we may sleep

Life’Abyss’
Nov. –3rd-2008