'At Pulwama"

Pristine snow clad tops of Kashmir flattered to deceive,
as blood's spilled in the valley - a repeated tale that's perceived.
A perverted day dream matches the crazy lust for violence,
But the fine men that paid the price are just statistics inspiring silence.

In War and in Peace, the men marched with great ease,
In Life and in Death, the duty mattered without cease.
A victim of geography - is that how this great nation remains?
Or still blaming the past for these tremendous pains?

'Define a terrorist - on what basis?' - Global leaders dither and deliberate.....
But, use our blood and tears as a measure, and anyone would appreciate.
When thorns were received, we responded with Roses,
Tolerance has a limit, and we couldn't see under our own noses.

An angry nation seething with frenzy and rage has spoken,
Yet remember Chanakya - ruthless logic must trump emotion.
"At Pulwama" - we shall remember those who laid their lives for the country's sake... 
And to those who lost their beloved, what other promise can we make?







Saturday - 16th of February, 2019.
"At Pulwama" - In fond remembrance of the CRPF Jawans killed in the line of duty at Pulwama on 14th of February, 2019.