Suicidal Bomber
i and my killer
standing face to face
i can see the redness in his eyes
he would have not slept last night
i and my killer
we have never met before
we are complete stranger to each other
perhaps he not knew neither i
why he is going to kill me
i have kids back home
he is in his teen should be alone
but now the time has finished
we are ready to go in the tunnel of dark
we will be no longer i and he
we will be a news article hereafter
i have no fear
i have only worry
how to save my kids
from becoming a next suicidal bomber
o my killer
let it be the last victim
let the world lovely as it was before you
u need my blood its there
not for ugly thoughts of you
but for the promising new peaceful world
Copyright © Ijaz Ahmad | Year Posted 2009
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