I had a dream <br />Now, it got frozen in <br />Puddles of blood <br /> <br />I had a dream <br />Now it cuddled <br />My blood into water <br /> <br />I had a dream <br />A serene one <br />Where one lived <br />With the other in <br />Peace and joy <br /> <br />Now, the dream wails <br />And wails in endless <br />Lamentation at scattered <br />Limbs and bodies <br />Reversing my blood stream <br /> <br />My repulsed insides rave for peace <br />How can I stop this wretched <br />Reflex of my insides <br />Upon knowing that <br />A loved one didn't return home <br />But was thrown lifeless on to <br />A heap of dead bodies <br />As an orphan? <br /> <br />And they say <br />World is a global village <br />Where one lives <br />A life of no boundaries... <br /> <br />It looks only terror <br />Knows no boundaries...<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/terror-of-no-boundaries/
