Heavenly Melancholy
it was back in 1991 when it started growing with me
it follows me , makes me dread while i am walking or on my bed.
the bullets raining & the guns thundering is all i remember of the kindergarten.
from that time to the days ,
i am living now
it has been same
it has been hell
they come and kill and ring no bell
this is not fair
this is not done
why do they quiet all crying with gun.
i keep praying & saying to all,
this is not fair
this is not done
why do they quiet us always with Gun.!!
Copyright © Kamran Rashid | Year Posted 2015
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