Black Friday

Voices are fading with the passing wind.
Pain is dissolving in the sands of time.

Today didn't wipe yesterdays tears
The crescendo of Black Friday is still ringing in our ears.

Pieces of human souls were lying on the streets
The city that never sleeps woke in fear.

Soaked in blood, world for us stood still
Sky turned dark by witnessing the wrath.

Justice was not swift and remains incomplete.
While main perpetrators are still at large,
The ones caught got heroes welcome with round applause.

Victims are mere numbers for the establishment
But for us they are The Gods own stars twinkling in the dark.

Remembering those who deserved to be amongst us today.

-SR.