Dead Souls

Dead Souls

-         Alen Edison

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As the road I was passing by

I met a man with watery eyes,

Who asked me just one question, “Why?”

Why in the world , we’re having bloodshed?

Why in the world we are getting all dead?

Why is that human turning wild?

His lips trembled and he broke into a cry

I heard all the questions but had no reply

I wanted to console him but I had no words I knew

A beautiful dove was killed by a dreadful sword.

I wished to run away, I couldn’t bear

There was question, in every drop of his tear

I searched my mind for a word to say

But no, I could find nay.

Then nothing of the flame of hope in my heart

I said, ”Hope, one day peace will start”&

I walked away…………..

I sat and thought,

Of the cries of a mother,

Of the sister waiting for her brother.

I thought of that man day & night

I thought of his innocent child’s plight

I thought of the curses of speechless nature

I thought of the world’s fearful future

I thought of man’s every sin

But, then I stopped because I realized

None of us will do anything

WE ALL ARE DEAD DEEP WITHIN

WE ALL ARE DEAD DEEP WITHIN

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                                                              PRATIBHA SAHU

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