Renaissance

I walk through the roads of war and hatred,
I hear the gun shots fired ahead,
I see the people crying and bloodshed,
And I know everyone is feeling hopeless and deceited,
Waiting for years and years together,
In warm summer and cold winter weather,
Expecting that their voices will be heard,
Alas! No one would take a bold step forward.

What harm did they do with or without knowledge
For seeing, right in front of their eyes, an eleven day old baby lying dead?
Is it the fact that they are inhabitants of Kashmir?
Or, has the world itself gone dizzy ‘cause of whisky and beer?
Where has all the goodness in people been washed away?
For, terrorism has become the word of the day!
Beyond this, the world is bearing the heat,
To add fuel to the fire, in every nook and corner, there is ill treat.

No one is bad in the deepest of heart,
They have been made so due to the brainwashing art,
No one is born a killer or a terrorist,
They have been made so ‘cause of a bizarre mist!
Yet, world is passing through a dark age,
And there is need for a renewed stage,
For people to showcase their truest deeds,
To create a renaissance of love, care and peace.