A Question, An Equation Poem by REETESSH SABRR

A question that's been traveling across zillions of minds
across zillions of earth years...
An equation that leaves the ordinary people sit aback
speechless in blood and tears...
are longing to get answered or to get solved,
And the need of the hour is to get resolved.

Else the ordinary people would always be ordinary,
and those butchery cowards will keep assuring the mortuary,
with their deadly weapons and destructive fanaticism,
the time is now to think of the ism gifted to us i.e. humanitism
since time immemorial of the evolution,
till the time awaiting to put to the execution.

(A simple, humble reminiscent and urge of the yet another stain on the ordinary life; be it an Indian, be it any vulnerable place of the world)