I Stand Alone Poem by Rafique Farooqi

I stand alone
With my warm zeal to unfold
When his soul is tired of its own
I speak words 
source of solace
I pray out loud
For conviction of betrayal  
For the revenge to be quenched
And savoury to be best taste
Unless you wave your sword
And behead your desire
And kneel to worship
your bluntness astounds me
 A  paramount of psychosis
Reminds me of natives of this land
Their voices became  echoes
their screams are fossils 
Buried under the concrete of your cities
How you can wave flags of peace
When their graves are unseen
While wave of anger will crash every sunrise.