Saturday, December 27, 2014

A message from me ,The horror I feel


I woke up and Got ready for School

Another Day with friends ,the weather is still cool
Classes packed from first bench to last
Fun time we were having at class.

The teacher was teaching something new
And paying attention were only a few
I sat there and thought of my Mother
What would she make me for Dinner?
Last night she said I should become a Doctor
Save lives and become a Protector
And for that I've to be a good boy at school
But with Friends , em always acting as a fool
I told her last night
"Don't worry Ammi , I'll do my best at school"
Her love and affection has always been my power tool

Suddenly my daydream was interrupted by a sound
A hard , coarse , sharp sound
The fear on our teacher's face was abound
She said "it's a gunshot get under your desks"
But all in vain
Because all those Monsters wanted were cries of Pain
Heartless and cold sinners they were
Slowly I felt the pain and things got blur
I closed my eyes and Prayed for one last time
Mom and Dad , a Protector I'll become in my next life...

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