When Terror Strikes
All along the dead valley
I walked with his gun…
How death could escape..
I gave up this thought
He broke my hope
With his narrow eyes
My plead was refused
Oh! That inhuman look…..
turned the sky black....
What prayers could save
this world at last
We were the ONE but we carried the gun....
Not sure about the title of this poem... Plz suggest?
Copyright © Red Fiery | Year Posted 2016
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