Once again I see
The shadows of bitter memories
Eyes filled with anger and vengeance
For those who were once brothers
Embracing hatred, rejoicing revenge
Their faces have a look of pride and content
After burning houses and taking lives
With hands drenched in color of animosity
They unashamedly serve the foes of prosperity
Convinced by politics of saffron n’ green
Following rules of the cunning n’ mean
They forget to do the right thing:
Respecting lives, promoting well-being.
Need of the hour is to have a vision
Rising above, starting a revolution
To bring about a positive transformation
For creating a stronger and prosperous nation.
virtualtarun 