Is this justice?
Your mind is focussed as you lift the gun
Like a toy in your hand you point at everyone
What makes you want to kill innocent or they a cause for you?
Your silence shows your simmering anger
Your bullets have ripped apart a child
The mother weeps as she too wants to end her life
The father is writhing in ire
he is sure he wants you dead
Your bullets killed a bride
The colour of her mehendi still wet green
Her new husband is now a widower
Her family wants revenge
Your bullet killed an old man
His family is left distraught
His grandchild looks listless
She wants to learn what wrong did her dada do?
Did you see the blood & gory stills you left behind on the streets?
Did you see the brains you splintered with such ease?
Did you see how many families you let broke?
Are you finally at peace?
A mother after all
She beats her heart & chokes her breath
This mother has not moved from her son’s death bed
All she can see are remains of the son’s clothes
Her robe is smeared with her son’s blood, which is also hers
The mother is confused as television repeatedly plays the visuals
She is angry as her son is called a ‘terrorist’
She , the mother only believes her ‘son’ is dead
But they won’t let her be in peace
Her husband fell prey to a bullet from across
Their lives ended as the death was used by all
Mother was left as the son disappeared
Son wanted justice & used the gun for want of answers
She knew she would have to face this moment one day
But she surely wasn’t prepared for such violence
She wanted justice, but all she got was two heart breaks
She believed in peace but all she saw was her son being blown into pieces
She had faith, but felt lost; Finally the mother felt abused by all
Yesterday was special in our class..Fred is a Phillipino, taught us about Peace Zones & their importance. He asked us to break into groups of 4…quite an interesting group ours was – Ankur, Manolin, Chen & Me…Now none of us have any skill or talent close to Poetry….while giving us the instructions, I picked just one word that Fred said, you can even write a poem. I began writing the first line & Ankur joined & when he saw its a song, he said yes lets write a song…I only initiated writing the first line…ankur & chen just followed in like notes in a tune. They began giving me points – I liked Chen spoke of children going to school, about commuity life, cattle grazing in fields. Ankur said write about women, prayers, jails getting empty, Lastly Ankur being true Indian,influenced b y our Hndi films insisted we write about doves flying over the peace zone…Manolin was little slo yesterday bcoz he was lil under weather.he spoke of respect to all, obey elders…what i did was write it all in a form of song…pl read…
“Lay down your arms, you army and rebels, come join hands for peace
Let the children play and send them back to school
Let the women tender us with their love as they keep the families together
Let the men go out to the fields to work, so the markets can flourish
Let the bells toll in the Church and we all join in these praises of peace
Let us all bow together as we thank the Lord for this peace
Let the people travel again so that they wear smiles once more
Let us all celebrate this festival of Peace!
Leave your goats and cattle to graze in the fields
Let the jails empty as the police can enjoy a life with their families
Let there be jobs for all so that no one cries anymore.
There is no hunger in this village as there is food for all!Let the people live with each other peacefully as they respect each one equally
Let the doves fly over us to spread this message for peace!”
(Written, conceptualised by : Ankur, Manolin, Chen & Neeta Kolhatkar, Rotary Peace fellows class of Apr 2009 )