The Mumbai Massacre 26/11/2008 Poem by narayana aghalaya

The Mumbai Massacre 26/11/2008



a poor young man, Kasab from Faridkot
to go to heaven, was picked from a lot
'your ticket is through Mumbai,
where infidels have.to die;
kill them and in heaven be much sought '

Kasab, left by boat, with nine more
in stealth, they landed on Mumbai's shore
and, they had a gala time
killing, no reason, no rhyme
the nine died; their hearts, by bullets, tore

Kasab was thrilled - he didn't die, he was caught
king-like, he was fed, whatever he sought
and he put on much weight
as he relished jail's diet
but, date with heaven, he never forgot

he.was then given, a fitting farewell
when time came, for him, his hosts tolled the bells
now frying in scalding oil
Kasab for his earthly toils
the moral of his story, Kasab wants to tell

none ever complained, about.his.hosts
the trial was fair - should pat backs and.boast;
compare sham trial: Jadhav
in Pak waiting on death-row
on his.unmoved hosts, our pleas, seem lost

Tuesday, November 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: terrorism
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
from 26/11/2008 to 29/11/2008,
10 members of Lashkar E Taiba, killed 174 people in Mumbai.
9 of the attackers, except Kasab, were also killed.
Kasab was 21 years at that time.
He was hanged on 21/11/2012.
In contrast, Pak has given a farcical in-camera trial
to our ex-naval officer Kulbhushan Jadhav.
No one know what crime he committed.
He has been sentenced to death.
Hope wiser counsel will prevail on Pak Government.
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