Not terrorism, it is mere
killing of fears instilled in the
hearts of those human bombs
now busted bombs and none is
alive to witness their pains
since whoever made them is
sleeping in a furnace of
irrational intellectual dilemmas.
Like tsunami they come in
breaks of years to remind us
how futile life is,
a shame on our own existence
that humans kill humans since
never did I hear terror attacks
in animal worlds unless in a
response to food cycle.
So let us then declare ourselves
barbaric and never again
sing songs of civilised men crafted
out of human evolution through
centuries
by nurturing intelligence and
emotions.
Somewhere on a tiny paper boat in
the middle of war field, a few words
scribbled with blood:
no war
no terror
only flowing love.
Ani…