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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