The Martyr And The Jihadi Poem by Manoj KrishnanSarojam
The Martyr And The Jihadi
Lingering images from the week past....
…..Child
The little girl sat on granite steps
She was so sad
I asked her why
She suppressed a whimper
And pointed to the little group
Standing by a fresh tomb
…. Father
As I ascended the steps
Saw the young mother
Kneeling besides the Lords altar
With an infant in her hands
….Mother
One who defended peace and freedom
rests in peace..
The old couple
Huddled in the creaking bed
Their face ashen with disbelief
Eyes tear-filled
The message read
Dear..
"Going to find freedom and peace"
"To the promised land … Son"
….Parents
One who has to go from this land to find peace and freedom
and
One who has gone from this World defending peace and freedom
Same India
Same Indians
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5/3/2024 7:10:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Freedom, peace, ideas that we all want and want to experience......... who all die, who all are buried, , , , , , , , the bereaving families, , , , , , , horror, misery, sadness, prayer to the Almighty.......... all expressed in a creative way in this beautiful poem. thank you dear poet.