August of 47!!!

When the earth cried and the sky blazed
Anger engulfed the nights and days
Villages are deserted and streets are bloody red
Not just the body, the souls are dead
Shallow mourning of the helpless infants
Crying over parents’ corpse, curbed by the religious chants
Bleak is the difference between a brute and a human
So is my country, looking at August of 47.

Humanity is going through this ruthless test
As we walk past the time, when all Indians were abreast
Fighting for a unified cause, the freedom of the nation
Enemy is not outside but lies within, mere self realization

“But what about the kins that we have lost ?
Only blood can satisfy the thirst of blood”
That’s where the rationality must sneak in
And we must put our reason ahead of our action
“But what to rationalize, when your loved ones are gone ?
When revenge rides the mind, it claims life of someone”

Then I realized , It is way beyond the specter of religion
It is merely the humane traits of anger, revenge and satisfaction
History is going to bear the deep wounds of this mayhem
It is not over and won’t be over for the generations to come

But, “Who started what” is petty against “When is it going to end?”
That is how, my country needs to wake up, in the August of 47.

If we can’t live without our history,
Then we need not live IN it either
Peace and humanity among the people and across the borders
That is how we can overcome the August of 47.

Peace.