In All The Places

 

Yes, the world is now not safe

You are picked from café

Molested, raped and done to death

From where to get fresh air and breath? 

 

Internal dissidents call enemies

At our doorsteps to kill soldiers

They strike at uniform

Thus shattering the core of uniform culture.

 

Money is made available for pelting stones

Cash reward for demonstrations are successfully done

The separatists enjoy life from outside fund

The poor students die for no end. 

 

You find the weeping widows

The country and its people know the plight

It is easy to lament on atrocities

But very difficult to stand in unity.

 

No politician will wait for their salary rise

The expenditure for their maintenance may surprise.

But we run blindly after their promises

The country has to wait and suffer in all places.