The Mumbai Blasts: Dogs of Terrorism and Pack of Wolves as Leaders

A drop rolled down my cheek, and then another, and another
They seemed never ending, beyond my control
The pictures I saw were piercing my heart;
The pictures of fire, of pain, of the huge ‘fall’!
The fall of our pride, our love, our country
Our people, our guests, our heritage, our history
By fanatic fools, of a corrupt regime of people
Who inspire with lies, blind faith, and misguided stories.

People died, were killed for nothing,
And nothing was served, no one liberated, raised to paradise;
Selfish desires were met, veiled in fallacious yarn
Hiding felony in theories of virtue and vice
Innocent populace faced the bullets of ignorant minds,
Of terrorists who know nothing of what is real,
Who kill, because of no sane reason
But create their own ones, and fall prey to imprudent libel.

After all that has happened, we but stand and watch
Our imbecile leaders, who just talk, and pursue nothing;
They fill their pockets, and serve their selfish needs
And stand and watch the bereavement of their fellow beings.
What do they care for our welfare?
They only look back when votes are the concern;
They come and promise, and fall on their knees
Once elections are over, all is forgotten; well said, but never done!

Six decades down the stairs of freedom, this is where we still stand
Where a few terrorists come and rip apart our homes in ease
With all the advanced weaponry, and all the security everywhere
We are killed, tortured and raped, whenever the terrorists please.
And leaders appear in their secured vehicles, with crocodile tears and hidden smiles
Scheming the advantage such devastation can bring for them;
Whether the vote-banks will increase, and who can be fooled and influenced
And to which more advantage can this obliteration stem?

By crying out slogans, and hoping for the better,
We are, in no way, helping the same;
We are but falling prey to dogmatic political games
Where every fallen soldier remains as just another ‘name.’
It’s time for us to rise to the need of the hour,
And cuff crooked leaders on their faces;
And find better people, beyond the present flock of wolves
Who bite our necks at every chance, without leaving any trace!