Broken Into Two

One day, fresh morning.

My mother handed me all the work,

I started the work seeing my mom’s beautiful smirk.

At the door someone knocked,

Knocked and knocked and knocked

And knocked the door off its hinges and screws,

There came in some men with guns and big shoes,

They ran in,

In a fast forward motion,

And O! I could see smog

Outside in the summer morning.

Dead bodies everywhere,

Blood splattered everywhere,

Blood, yes, blood I was sure!

Blood, yes, blood fully pure!

I could hear the newly widowed women mourn

I turned and heard that 

Two new nations were going to be born.

People killing people,

People helping people

People being selfish to people,

Dead air,

It wasn’t a good scent

I swear,

Broken houses, broken tables 

Broken chairs.

People fought for bread,

And the one who got it 

Didn’t share,

For others, people didn’t care,

Other people’s life wasn’t forgiven

It would have been 1948

Settling was hard,

As it may seem

Suddenly my eyes opened and,

O! My friend, it was just a bad dream