aftermath of terrorism

BLOOD ON MY HANDS
 

 

Soot on every face..

can,t see through the smokin haze,

I see a mother in grief

my knees feel very weak

I want to touch her

can,t...as I have blood on my hands...

 

voices chocked, wary emotions

crazy sounds and all that commotion!

drooping shoulders, clinging to hope

searching for some life

I want to hold them tight

can,t..as I have blood on my hands...

 

pink of the baby cheeks and rosy lips

they all turned grey...

you weep, cannot sleep, the world shatterred

I want to lower my head and prey

can,t..as I have blood on my hands

oh Lord.. I have blood on my hands!!??

 

neena23