In coming days <br />You will find no ray <br />But sound of bullets <br />To seal our fate <br /> <br />The churches <br />The temples and <br />Mosques <br />Shall be beyond reaches <br /> <br />The terrorist may control <br />Issue the call <br />Guns shall be freely given <br />All good people may be driven <br /> <br />The churches may have shape of rockets <br />The temples may bear the sign of bullets <br />The barrel may be pointed at you <br />The gun and bombs shall be only truth <br /> <br />We are seeding terrorists <br />They will assume full shape and insist <br />"Come and follow the path we suggest" <br />Or accept the death as means best <br /> <br />"Say no" and you are dead <br />You will fail to read <br />Your tongue shall speak nothing <br />You will watch the sky for something<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holy-place-2/
