We Are Sorry Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

You beat your chest
And cry
You think again and again
And try

Nothing will change
Because it is strange

This sick mentality
Of a part of humanity
Who are born to kill
Like blood to spill

And they see salvations
In beheadings and mutilations

And you go on trying
They will leave you crying

For they are sons of
A strange God
Who feeds on flesh
And drinks warm blood


It is for His happiness
They are working
Either you fall prey
Or go on forever barking