**goose Bumps Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Goose bumps once again
When the funeral rites were over
When all the praise was showered
On the dead left in deep blue earth
When it was said blessings shall
Bestow as a heap of mud was left
On the side of grave
Empty handed and empty headed
Into the vacuum of nothingness

Goose bumps once again
When a rumor broke out
That on the blood thirsty land
For there is no water now to flower
Blood was fed to the dry roots of trees
That a young boy had been killed
In front of the school while leaving
Every one believed the rumor
For its truth
A very old woman passed by my side
In tears her torn frock gathering dust

The killers were the new creed
Who had waged war against the innocent
While the enemies shake hands in warmth
Many are trampled under the iron feet
Of state and rebels
27/5/2009