Sorry
Why do always come together at the very last
We mourn about someone's terrible fate
We pray the almighty to open heavens gate
Why can't we take a stand
Before everything goes haywire
And its too late
What sadness me the most
We shall forget her like yesterdays ghost
I am weak to take a stand
Feel like a spineless worm
I am filled with the most grotesque and harm full germ
I am sorry for the things I could not do for you
I am sorry I could not protect you
(to the Indian Lady who died in hand of Monsters)
Copyright © Ashek Rahaman | Year Posted 2013
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