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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Smudge of Blood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, this smudge of blood, <br>Of a tender boy of eleven, <br>Soaked thru the tarmac, <br>Yet to be dried, still wet and warm! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">An innocent young lad, <br>Fades-in my mind, <br>Your bag! Your bag! <br>Picking up a shopping bag, <br>Shouting and chasing the biker, <br>Who slings the bag into the crowd, <br>And cruises at a high speed.<br>Shouting repeatedly in vain, <br>Albeit he ran a bit far away from the crowd, <br>Your Bag! Your Bag! <br>Still shouting...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! Sudden, the shopping bag explodes<br>Shredding in to pieces, the poor boy. <br>Scattering around his fresh flesh all over.<br>"My son! " "My son! " <br>The horror stricken mother gasps. <br>Dreadfully aloud and running to the spot, <br>Where her son has been ripped, <br>Plight of the mother is tearful. <br>Compassions and rancours surge up, <br>Cries and sighs of the shocked crowd, aghast.<br>Mother out of sense of mind, <br>Insanely hasten gathering, <br>Of her only beloved son's tender bod.<br>Warm blood dripping fleshes, broken skul, <br>Clasping to her bosom <br>"Oh! My Son, My Son. '<br>Weeping and wailing with a grief uncontrollable, <br>Caving into the pool of blood…sans...consciousness. ……………………………………………………<br>……………………………………………………<br>A ppalling brutality and the terror, <br>Of evil minds, will get over when? <br>Open your eyes, empathize, <br>NO reward of Heaven, for shedding the innocent blood. <br>NO reward of Heaven, for this distress of mothers.<br>What remains is just this smudge of blood…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nooruddeen+Mathilakathveetil">Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471033" data-title="Smudge of Blood de Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil" data-description="Here, this smudge of blood, Of a tender boy of eleven, Soaked thru the tarmac, Yet to be dried, still wet and warm! An innocent young lad, Fades-in my mind, Your bag! Your bag! Picking up a shopping bag, Shouting and chasing the biker, W..."></div> </div> </div>
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