No Second 1947 Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Why should for eternity blame the nation terror and rogue
For all the killings and wailing
Rains the miseries and death on secular nation,
Or filled the lanes and roads with cadavers and carcass.
Had they but valor and humanity like human?
What could have made them peaceful with a mind
That non-violence and tolerance made simple like Ganga water,
With heart and soul like a soft heart like mother, a kind
That is not natural with a faith like theirs.
Baptized to be wicked and cruel and most ruthless.
Why, what could they do, being what they are?
Was there another 1947 for them to burn?