Leave your world of discrimination and abhorrence behind, stop gruelling me for the offence of my birth and where I was born, If I was to be conceived in a house of Brahman I would be one, If in the house of a mullah, I am one, truth is this I am a human being like you, a conscious being, I characterize the ultimate elegance of my 14.7 billion old star dust, You and I were born from nothingness of the Big Bang, the tragedy is that the air hanging over the smouldering ashes of our fields, only blows waft and blows of conflict ,malice, poison and revulsion, mutually and equally we dreadfully believe that our spring will only come, until we water our fertile grounds with a new round of a bloodbath,
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 10:40:55 +0000