The Whip Of Mass Disorder. Poem by AKSHAYA KUMAR DAS

The Dastardly Act,
Brutal killings,
Slaughtering the throat,
Spilling blood,
Cold blooded murder,
Whip of mass disorder,
Killing people for fun & plessure,
Can't change the world order,
Humanity bleeding with the grievous wounds,
The whims & fancy of mad psychos,
Writes the havoc story of pathos,
The wounds wrought,
Is a severe jolt,
Still for no mistake why chose the innocent,
Your faulty mindset,
Does not create any cut,
The wound heals up with time,
The chilling coldblooded murder recoils in shame,
What a shameless cowardly act?
This is no way to write to avenge,
What a price you pay for the revenge?
Time will never write your name,
For barbarity on innocents you wrought is pure shame,
How could you chose the holy month?
Those you sacrificed at the altar become martyrs of Divine faith,
Peace is the only prayer,
Light a candle in your heart in their honour,
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(c) Akshaya Kumar Das 5/7/2016