And They Were Crying... Poem by Nabeel Khan

at 3 in the cafe

the blast was done

killing and injuring, before they could run

i saw on the news, and rushed to the phone

to know if my friends, are all safe and sound

and when they said, today they are home

their day was off, maybe the luck was on

i felt so relieved, that they got saved

their parents were happy, their friends were fond!

that God saved them, from being blown

and then i saw, the people around

whose friends bodies

could not be found

they have been the victim of blast

and their lives were gone

their friends were crying

their weeping parents were around

then i felt what if, the ones who died

were my friends, or the relatives of mine

would i be so happy?

or my senses would flown?

i saw some happy

who escaped that time

and they were crying

whose friends were down...

[there was a terrorist attack on the International Islamic University on 21st october 2009 in Islamabad Pakistan killing innocent students]