Blood screaming today in Paris
Yesterday in Beirut
In the hinterlands of Syria
In the antique lands of Babylon
In Mesopotamia
In the land of Pharos
On the mountains of Sinai
Blood screaming loud
Day before in Mumbai
London
New York
In Kabul and Karachi
In Nigeria and Norway
And everywhere.
Blood screaming from the streets
hatred splash blood.
In the dark labyrinths
of agonies and anger
In the hinterlands of Syria
In the antique lands of Babylon
In Mesopotamia
In the land of Pharos
On the mountains of Sinai
Blood screaming loud
Day before in Mumbai
London
New York
In Kabul and Karachi
In Nigeria and Norway
And everywhere.
Blood screaming from the streets
hatred splash blood.
In the dark labyrinths
of agonies and anger
The pools of blood,
the stench of the dead
In Paris, Beirute,
Mumbai, Ahemdabad, Delhi and Dadri.
The coloure and creed of hate
keep changing
in search of imagined heaven or pure countries.
By lynching, shooting, burning or bombing
In the name of God, freedom or patriotism.
the stench of the dead
In Paris, Beirute,
Mumbai, Ahemdabad, Delhi and Dadri.
The coloure and creed of hate
keep changing
in search of imagined heaven or pure countries.
By lynching, shooting, burning or bombing
In the name of God, freedom or patriotism.
Guns get made everyday
In all sizes and shapes
Automatic,semi-automatic
Well designed to play in blood
Quickly and swiftly
In unspeakable rage of imagined revenge
In schools and streets
In barren landscape of conscience
Guns of muscle and money
In factories for 'security'
Guns that burn the hearts and minds
Bombs of Bush
Never brought freedom
Anywhere.
Mutated in to macabre of hate
In dark webs
in search of fresh blood
everywhere.
The weapons of mass destruction
In the injured minds everywhere
Angrily in search of imagined enemies
Blooming in to flames of hell
Seeking heaven in the mutilated bodies
Of the 'other'
In all sizes and shapes
Automatic,semi-automatic
Well designed to play in blood
Quickly and swiftly
In unspeakable rage of imagined revenge
In schools and streets
In barren landscape of conscience
Guns of muscle and money
In factories for 'security'
Guns that burn the hearts and minds
Bombs of Bush
Never brought freedom
Anywhere.
Mutated in to macabre of hate
In dark webs
in search of fresh blood
everywhere.
The weapons of mass destruction
In the injured minds everywhere
Angrily in search of imagined enemies
Blooming in to flames of hell
Seeking heaven in the mutilated bodies
Of the 'other'
Promising freedom, and evoking fear
Promising security , evoking insecurity
In the marshy lands of mistrust
Seeking enemies , infidels and the 'other'
Everyday everywhere
In the name of God,
In the name colour
In the name of a country
In the name of doctrines
In the name of cow
In the name of a flag!
Promising security , evoking insecurity
In the marshy lands of mistrust
Seeking enemies , infidels and the 'other'
Everyday everywhere
In the name of God,
In the name colour
In the name of a country
In the name of doctrines
In the name of cow
In the name of a flag!
Processions of coffins
Of children, young, old , and dreams
In the graveyard of poetry and politics
In the lonely despair of night
I took the world in to my lap
Touched every city,
Every country, continents and streets
Everywhere it pains
In a feverish anguish
Of children in the millions of wombs
Waiting be born in to a planet of fear,
Everywhere it pains
Tears in the graveyard of dear ones.
Everywhere it pains.
Of children, young, old , and dreams
In the graveyard of poetry and politics
In the lonely despair of night
I took the world in to my lap
Touched every city,
Every country, continents and streets
Everywhere it pains
In a feverish anguish
Of children in the millions of wombs
Waiting be born in to a planet of fear,
Everywhere it pains
Tears in the graveyard of dear ones.
Everywhere it pains.
We shall overcome someday,
the fear with love and hope
We shall wait for the truth to replace untruths
We shall wait for light to erase darkness
We shall wait for the real to remove the unreal
We shall wait for life to remove the dead-minds
We shall wait eternally for love to erase our fear
Ohm Shanti, Shanti, shanti
the fear with love and hope
We shall wait for the truth to replace untruths
We shall wait for light to erase darkness
We shall wait for the real to remove the unreal
We shall wait for life to remove the dead-minds
We shall wait eternally for love to erase our fear
Ohm Shanti, Shanti, shanti
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