The Gun

GUN

 

 

Gun you are powerful and strong

 

You are mighty, a soul of steel

 

You have no life of your own

 

But become monstrous , in the hands of wrong.

 

 

I was a child, full of life and play

 

Finest creation, of youth and beauty

 

By the creator of all,

 

Put to end by a mad man’s bullet.

 

 

I had a Dream, of Love and Peace

 

I had a dream to make my parents smile

 

I had a dream, to walk on the red carpet

 

Put to end by a mad man’s bullet.

 

 

I had a dream to skip and jump

 

To soak in the rain and play snow balls

 

To dance in spring and sing in summer

 

Put to an end by a mad man’s bullet.

 

 

I had a dream to grow up strong and powerful

 

To build businesses and eradicate poverty

 

To do research and bring in good health

 

Put to an end by a mad man’s bullet.

 

 

I had a dream to chase the squirrels

 

To feed the birds and listen to their Divine song

 

To caress my cat and walk my dog

 

Put to an end by a mad man’s bullet

 

 

Oh , Gun , what have done , what have you done,taken a life so young and innocent.

 

You don’t need to be in every nook and corner

 

You were born for a greater purpose

 

For peace and the rule of law.

 

 

Oh Gun, whose blood is there on your barrel

 

Oh it’s mine own,

 

All my dreams

 

Put to an end by a mad man’s bullet.

 

 

( Dr Fazal Faroqui )

 

 

 

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