A distant cry, a cry of pain,
The bellowing and the anguished rain.
I trembled and crumbled deep within,
I know, they are not comin back
All they wished were showers of bliss,
not knowing it's a deep abyss.
As they dived and hived off to their end,
I know, they are not coming back
My lord, I know you always watch and care,
but some faith are broken beyond repair.
Bless them all and bestow them peace,
as they are not comin back...
-This poem is dedicated to all my fellow human beings who were victims at jodhpur temple stampede-
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