Cradle of holy trinity
Who has shattered beyond repair
The temples of divinity
Why echo fear not faith’s prayer!
Whose heirs are slayed those mothers mourn
Jews and Muslims unified by pain
Holy hearts of faiths bleed by hate’s thorn
Since a boon benign turned out to be a bane!
This land ain’t what it used to be
In the throes of another holocaust
Where brothers swear by history
“This state is mine, you better get lost”!
Bad blood spills where, peace won’t grow there
In the debris of death and despair
Will the seed of hope ever germinate here
Between Farm Of Faith And Fief Of Fear!
© 2023 Vikas Chandra