Cmmon Blood

It was day of nine-eleven of no tension. 
Everyboby was busy in routine action.
Some terrorists attacked on twin towers.
It was worst action on democratic powers. 
They killed many innocent people at the place.
Victoms were of sixty lands of different race.
There wereJews, Muslims, Hindus and Christians.
Common blood was spread there of all nations.
Hearing it, there was horror in every land.
Every sensible person became very sad.
But some people celebrate that day.
"It was childish thinking" I would say.
Do not be happy on the death of your foe.
Some day, your dear one will also go.
The terrorists do not belong to any religion.
They become human bombs to kill any person.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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