A Look At Life-15

The fallen martyrs Fighting a lone battle In their solitary asylums In a no man's land The unsung heroes Of many wars Silently languishing In their lost paradise Unnoticed and uncared Enduring the bitter agony of life Where are those eyes? That suppressed the voice of innocence Where are those ears? That never listened to The sad panorama of human woes Where are those hands? That deprived the poorest of the poor A roof to stay under And a piece of bread To keep the body and mind together Where is that mind? That desired everything for itself And the pen That subdued the wisest of the wise For petty interests of some. For whom you lived Fought a battle of unequals And made a hell of your life Have left you all alone To silently witness The crumbling relics of your empire To rethink and reassess And wait for the unceremonious martyrdom.