Shouldn't have come

Written by: Abhishek Mondol

descending from the midnight stars.... 
through a path enlightened by a merry gleam... 
walked in he through a childhood dream... 
into what thoughts,what world of screams... 
and faces stared down upon...their eyes spoke a strange suspicion... 
one presence too alien,for an age old vision... 
few hopes too high for a broken nation... 
  
his first steps, i do remember.. 
through falling leaves of a trembling faith... 
and through my silent secret's chamber.. 
along with voices versing wraith... 
with every step my boy grew older.. 
his senses numb, his feelings colder.. 
with every death of a friendly soldier... 
burned my boy,but was left to smolder....