(dedicated to people who curse terrorism everywhere)
They shot suddenly
Everybody shocked
Ten places ruined
Everywhere weep deeply
They attacked brutally
Everybody screamed
Tourist spots damaged
Everywhere wound totally
So many people died
Why do they always kill?
Why should they force a will?
So many children cried
So many visitors feel horrible
Why do they wildly hurt others?
Why they don’t feel sorry to others?
So many hearts sense terrible
We sing Mozart’s Requiem for you
We sing Faure’s Requiem for you
We sing Verdi’s Requiem for you
We sing Bhagavadgita for you
We perform Tchaikovsky’s Pathetique Symphony for you
We perform Beethoven’s Eroica Symphony for you
We perform Sibelius’ Second Symphony for you
We perform Tagore’s Geetanjali for you
Are there still fighting between
King Rama and King Rahwana?
Are there still a massive battle
The Pandawa against The Kurawa?
We together hope for your peaceful days
We together pray for your sincerest moments
We together stand by your side, friends
We together challenge at your side, friends
Please, don’t let their darkest thoughts
Sink your warmest charms, O Mumbai!
Please, don’t let their blackest desires
Destroy your brightest shines, O Mumbai!
They can’t bury your gorgeous files
They can’t crack your lovely nuances
They can’t steal your honest fragrances
They can’t cover your wonderful smiles
(with deepest mourning for Mumbai’s victims)
Ahmad Shiddiqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-true-story-of-mumbai-mourning/
