Horror Of Terror Poem by karen shabano

a moment of sadness
and three days of madness
we Indians strived a lot
we bravely shot and faught.
the navy's braveness
and the commando's boldness.
with all the weapons so wise,
all by ourselves we fought, like helpless mice.
the courageous act of our heroes were nice,
hats-off and thank you all for saving our lives.
for their countrymen, their hearts to fill,
whom did guns and knives also kill...! ! !
mumbai was now as it was no longer,
and this created unity which was stronger.
we indians cheered and welcomed our heroes,
who made us realise that we were no longer zeros! ! !
the terrorists took up hotel TAJ and shot,
more than the spot, our hearts were damaged a lot.
after a continuous struggle, we found,
all the terrorists who had brought sadness on this ground.
alas! some of our heroes died,
but the others din't give up, they tried.
we lost a number of heroic men,
who, without minding their lives, entered that dreadful den...!
at last, the terror ended,
with all the wealth of TAJ plundered.
but we all took this up with a smile,
for we knew that this is just going to last for a while.
'I am an Indian' and i'm really proud,
that from now, i will be distinguished from a crowd...! ! !