Desperate cries of impotent people,
Red drops are shed during this upheaval,
Peace and bliss are blown apart,
Doesn’t it agonize the heart?

Dark clouds of hatred are overhead,
Streets are coloured with red,
Every moment, every hour, every day,
Innocent lives are stolen away.

People cry, people die,
With every moment that passes by,
Each and everyone merely prays,
For this earth to become a better place.

This terror is dominating the world,
Flags of hatred are being unfurled,
We beg for blessings from above,
We forget, we’ve got something called ‘love’.

Terror is mighty, all right,
But love has got even more might,
A string of love binds us together,
The sting breaks, and we see terror.

Love is an eternal feeling,
It is something beyond fancy,
It can destroy any Satan,
However mighty it may be!

-Nikesh Lilani

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