Innocent Blood

Bombs and gun shots, missiles and blood clots and everything in between,
Is all those kids have ever seen.
Innocence gone and loved ones lost
Long before, the reality did dawn.
Houses shattered along with the dreams
Even in their nightmares, all they hear are screams.
The faces of their family, now a memory of the past
The childhood fantasies not long did last.
With not much thought they bid goodbye,
not knowing never again will they see their child.
"I'll see you soon!", said her kid with a smile
But the soon too soon turned out to be a lie.
The smiling faces now, are blood-stained
After this massacre, just what have you gained?
The survivors forever haunted by the black-clothed men
A helping hand to them, no one did lend.
You can blame the religion, they can blame their lies
But nothing now, could make it alright.
Their struggle though, the Almighty does see
And from his wrath, the wrong-doers can't flee.
Don't worry Oh sisters, your kids are fine
In the Gardens of Paradise, they'll spend their lives.




(In the memory of the 2014 Peshawar School Massacre. May their souls rest in peace and may Allah give their families the patience and strength to deal with the loss)


P.s - This piece was written in 2014.