Not every terrorist
wears a mask.
Not every terrorist
carries a gun.
Some carry disturbance.
They enter lives quietly,
not to build,
but to shatter peace.
They poison the air with noise,
they flood the mind with irritation,
they disturb the calm
of ordinary people.
These are the terrorists
no nation speaks about.
They attack
not buildings,
but minds.
They do not destroy cities—
they destroy clarity.
They know the secret
of every corrupt empire:
A disturbed mind
cannot ask questions.
A tired citizen
cannot fight injustice.
A distracted society
cannot demand development.
So they manufacture noise.
Noise in streets.
Noise in systems.
Noise in the daily lives
of innocent people.
But history has a warning
for such terrorists.
Peace is patient—
but it is never powerless.
Every society
eventually awakens.
And when citizens reclaim
their silence,
their clarity,
and their courage—
the terrorists of disturbance
lose their only weapon.
Because the most powerful force
in any civilization
is a mind
that refuses
to be disturbed.
— Pushp Sirohi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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