There Will Be Tomorrow Poem by Sajee Rayaroth

She has a torn mind, shattered by those weapons,
She has abandoned homes and women without desires,
Her children are without childhood and old men without a smile,
Young men with hatred guns pointing at her heart,
Tanks crushing the arid motherland,
It never transforms her children from childhood to old age,
But makes them terrorists in their first confrontation.

The air that she breathes today is never the same as it ever before,
She is the most beautiful city but her shores are not bluer anymore,
She is elegant but her skies are not blue for the birds to fly,
Now they never return to its nest in the night,
The trees that once gave shelter to many
Turned into remnants of the past in the bullet rain,
There is no storming sea to triumph
Rather it has terror implanted in its land.

The skeleton of hatred that it leaves these two lands at the end
Once will declare to the world:
The hatred that exploded in us,
Every life that lost in the war for religion,
There will be tomorrow to say with hope-
'One Religion, One World'

asato mā sadgamaya; tamasomā jyotir gamaya; mrityo mā amritam gamaya; Oṁ śhānti śhānti śhāntiḥ
(From ignorance, lead me to truth; From darkness, lead me to light; From death, lead me to immortality; Om, May there be Peace, Peace, Peace.)