Innocent Victim

The wind bellowed from the west This young boy joined the rest Without realizing what they are up to? Followed them blindly just for fun Poor fools were out to agitate This boy thought they were out On a picnic with banners in hand And shouting the slogans, they are singing a new song. In his naivety, he kept walking Then suddenly something happened And started a violent battle And stones came out from their "Jholas" Before the boy could realize what is happening A hand came out, giving a stone to him And with them all, he also threw the stone Without knowing who he is hitting When his attempt was greeted by tear gas He thought it was another playful act Yet it continued for hours and hours The boy waited for this scene to end From nowhere came a bullet straight Hit the boy on his head and his body Scrunched in a corner of iron bench A pool of blood got clot beneath His life ended like a playful joke Nobody came forward to claim his body He was naïve villager who came to the city Then suddenly the drama unfolded Came forward a mob motioning silently Kneeled down and began a mock crying To me they appeared some street entertainers They showed crying faces for a photo session The government announced a committee to investigate God only knows what will be the outcome Meaning of life I learned from there Think twice before joining anywhere.