The era has come,
For the violent tune to hum.
Terrorism taking a step ahead,
Dove with olive leaves dead.
Mumbai becoming hostage,
Politicians making NSG’s hardwork and dedication wastage.
Delhi celebrating festival of lights,
With serial bomb blasts.
Godhra trains still burning,
People still suffering.
Babri masjid demolished,
Ram mandir bombed.
Osama devastating World Trade Center,
Involvement of our men-another factor.
Hooliganism destroying humanity,
The politicians, Phew! Still full of vanity.
Our country has come to an end,
We will die not of hunger or thirst but by terrorism and your hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't give up... never let your hope die....