Only yesterday I had heaved
A sigh of relief.
At last, at long last,
I can breathe without fear.
Life was just entering me when...
Again I hear blasts, homes in cinders.
Brothers and sisters are
Blood and bones after all!
They say we are in their homes
We say they are in our home.
War - virus of the mind
Peace - like silence, sounds deafening.
I ask you: "Noor-e-khuda,
Tell us where you hide,
Pray not avert Your Grace like this!"
-Dishna Phukan
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