Pulwama

by Johnson P J

To please what God
To appease what devil
They explode? No one knows!

Shame O bipeds
Of no brain that
Sorts out man from beast!

What myth of heaven
What fright of hell
Makes man trigger an IED?

No God appears up
No devil eats flesh
But vultures and ravens

Shame O bipeds
For painting red
Such a pure home of snow!


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