Terror

In the face of terror  I look and see,



There is my past haunting me,







With a bomb on my chest and a gun in my hand,



This is not my childhood plan,







I will let u in on my secret,



Since I have only a few minutes to live..







I was five... A cheerful lad,



A mother, father, and two siblings I had,







Living together, we loved each other,



My little sister and elder brother,







But then one day war broke out,



I entered my house with a Shout,







My beautiful mother had been shot in the head,



My Dead father’s body was laid on the bed,







In the backyard I ran to find,



My brother and sister from the tree were hanged,







I cried and cried then turned around,



A bullet in my chest I was on the ground,







I was lying there, fearing death,



I woke up after a week in an unknown bed,







They tend my wounds & I survived,



They told me my whole village had died,







I was young & alone, Where could I go,



I did all that I was told,







I took the gun ,in my hand,



Believed the crap they filled in my mind,







But can u not see I had nowhere to go,



Years passed by, I was a child no more,







I kill as many as I could,



I’m telling It really felt good,











Every time I kill a man,



I’d imagine my father n clan,







But here today, I ‘m going to die,



My thought goes back to my time,







Given a chance I wouldn’t be here,



Not a doctor nor nurse..I’d be a cattle stir,







Now my mother’s face is lost and gone,



I don’t even remember her favorite song,







But she’s saying something, which I can here,



“Why did u choose this dear,







Why didn’t u choose a better way?



Couldn’t u just run somewhere?







How many mothers have u killed,



How many more terrorists will there be?”







I told her I am sorry, I had no choice,



I have no one to cry even at my demise,







It wasn’t my fault I was surrounded by lies,



It’s not easy, my heart cries,







To go out with a bomb on your chest,



Now I am tired, I need some rest,







If I don’t pull the trigger now,



U see the man I the business suite, he’ll gun me down,







Bye now GO THIS IS GOING TO BE BAD,



Don’t worry I deserve this ..Don’t Be SAD...