Terrorists Are Created, Not Born! ! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

O, these misunderstood crying children,
often play with firecrackers and siren,
make lots of noise from their dungeons,
Parents and Moral teachers are deaf and silent,

emotional quick sand pull them in: help them out,
They can't come out on their own without your hand,
cries of them not heard and mostly ignored,
everyone classify them as the truants,

complexity of mind depends on the chemicals,
synthesized in the pot of doctrines,
weak, poor, rich and deprived,
may take the gun to shoot the system,

happy little young lives lost,
tired and exhausted matured, wilted,
on the over heated lap of the mother earth,
a few are privileged; others marginalized,