Suppressed Voice

He knocks my door wants my company to prayers park was was near to us. We stepped out seeing thorns of different colors but from same source around us. Suffocatingly we advance steps on bloody streets and hist atmosphere around us. Worshipers were pierced by pellets and by bullets looking conflict like situation around us. No one listen wail of martyrs mother only it was ecoing around us. Brute force imbibe blood of innocents vampire like creations around us. Intimidate unarmed civilians by trampling their lives really it was havoc around us. All of our journey we feel hail of pain and graves around us. We raise voice for justice and slogans of freedom against the culprits around us. Result was excessive force spree of killings and blood stained walls around us. On our most peaceful and disciplined protest they book us on sedition charges only cages are visible around us. Slaughtering humans, abusing and detention is mainly answer of rulers for the people around us. Their brute force cannot suppress our will, till almighty is with us and around us.