Once it was just another date.
A date, a history, misery,mistry,
A tragedy, some even consider it a conspiracy,
For few it brought sorrows and pain,
While some corporates stands to gain.
A War on Terror !
Or a War and Terror?
Lost blood on both sides,
Of the same color !
If Love can overcome hate,
Then why hate the hater?
Can we forget,
Can they?
I blame them,
And dont expect the same!
Neither I will take the first step.
Nor will they.
Cant we give peace a chance?
Tolerate differences?
Respect freedom,
Shed prejudices.
Cant we not stop,
Hiding behind a date,
And come forward
For open discussions.
Just another date,
But not any more.
Once Ten and Eleven were,
A day apart, but,
Not any more.
