Ode To Children, Who Died In Pakistan Poem by TrippleAa Abhi

When they shot the children in their chest,
It was my heart which felt the pain,
It shook my heart, and broke a common myth of humanity.

O! cruel heart fellow, what made thee, act a beast?
What was the fault, they retained hidden,
If this is what your God says,
"Let that God be executed, for the death of those,
Who never knew their fault for death."

But I'm sure, no God would have said so,
So, my heart cries for why you killed them.
It is not the end or the final sentence,
We may still forgive thee, if you erect thyself,
But never do it again, for it aches my heart.