No More Carnage -manchester Bomb Blast

No More Carnage  manchester Bomb Blast short poem

Uploaded by Kishan Negi

An attack with hatred and ferocity
killed many people, how disdainful
blind eyes with no sign of fraternity
killed outright teenagers, how painful

Parents who lost their children
shed tears of blood in mournful
an act against the faith of god
was obnoxious and very scornful

How many more killings of innocent
lives, before they smile and bloom
aftermath of dreadful massacre
survivors are left to scream in gloom

No more carnage, no more bath of blood
no more wars in the name of religion
we are messengers of god for peace
and not slaves in the cage like a pigeon

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