Obituary To Innocents (Killed School Children Of Pakistan) Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Stalking death, pale faced
Invaded the gods nest
Turning it the valley of deads
In loving company of blind sense.
Nations awake, staring to each other with surprising faces
Smelt the blood of innocents, tiny faced,
Embarking upon tolling frantic bells
Of civilization rootless before counting the murmuring heads.

Turning to their close ranked graves
Hiding the tears of shame,
Place the mourning candles
Over their unaccountable births.
Prevent the blood flowing
Ere the enough polluting to clot our veins,
Shall we ask these innocents
Not to born again realizing our ungrateful debts.

Let our unsettled progresses
Be more and more mocking,
Bones of angels, the dividing selves
between restless peace and strife.
The terror of heartless obtruse
In vain name of human
Will ever be eternal builders
for our insecure epitaphs.