Held Hostage.

Guns and bombs, bullets and blast
Once again its web, terror casts.
Bodies lie torn apart,
Come terror,let peace depart.
Bleeding bodies,broken hearts,
A fresh chapter of grief now starts.
Helpless people, innocent bystanders,
See how the facade of security flounders
The family who waits with their hearts in their hands,
Not knowing if death on their door now stands.
Waves of pain, sea of grief
Upon us in a moment so brief.
Bottomless sorrow, irreparable loss
Caution and Compassion gone for a toss.
Let's point a finger, let's put the blame,
But every one's a loser in this fatal game.
Their useless statements, their empty words
Repeated over and over by the political herds.
There's always a cause,always a reason,
For every single act of hatred or treason.
For the act of few,blacklist the community
Without doubt this is the terror entity.
Pay heed hatred begets hatred, how true it is
For sure he will avenge every brother of his.
Accusations and charges do fly about,
The guilt of this community we never doubt.
Look closer and see wounds fresh still,
Pricked by injustice, they shall never fill.
Sadly realization comes too late,
Only when it touches family or mate.
Fleeting sympathy when a neighbour's house burns,
Blistering anger when upon oneself the table turns.
The ones who really set terror loose,
Unfortunately never get the noose.
The real victims are you and I,
For their uses it's we who die.
I wonder if in the end truth shall prevail,
Or shall the system of natural justice itself fail.
They say justice is blind and fair,
Only no one's ready to wait for their share.
Its only when man acts like the Lord up there,
That we end up living in this nightmare.
-- An Indian