One more hanging.
I am ashamed as a human being.
But I am scared of treason to appreciate the reason.
Wanting to kill all in Indian Parliament,
I wonder when did the ISI turn into India's friend!
Those blokes were supposed to be smart,
Not old ones that fart,
What came over them to launch a mission,
To bless Indians by planning to wipe a blasphemous vision?
I guess everybody errs, to err is human, to forgive divine,
Rot in hell you nasty spines,
Because you separate the people of India,
Be they living in Lahore or Bangalore.
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One man one world one country. Except poet no body dare to think. I like this Violence free world is the need . thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.