I was sleeping beneath the tree besides a beautiful school;
The restless world seemed quiet, for this innocent little fool.
The school today was silent, the chatter boxes were off .
It was exam time for students, there was no time for scoff!
The day as it went on, made me a hungry pooch.
I woke up within minutes and found a bone to smooch.
I was busy with my food as I heard a loud scream,
A voice so painful, brought 9/11 back to dreams.
I turned around and noticed, the children were no more.
The benches were bloodied and the classroom was a gore.
The horror I had witnessed, sent a chill down my spine.
The armed men were alert, I couldn't’t even whine.
I hid behind the fence, shedding an ounce of tears.
They had successfully instilled a massive tide of fears.
Small coffins were lifted with a really heavy heart.
They sobbed in the misery; they knew they couldn't’t part.
I prayed to God hoping, I'd become a dog each life.
I don’t want to be a human, who massacre for a strife!
God looked at me and cried, “I never wanted them to fight.
The human race was created for managing natural plight!
Things went beyond control, I don’t just know the solution.
Maybe there was something wrong in my very own creation."
I smiled at God and realized, it wasn't the fault of nature.
‘Make me anybody next time, I shall try to be a better creature.’
The restless world seemed quiet, for this innocent little fool.
The school today was silent, the chatter boxes were off .
It was exam time for students, there was no time for scoff!
The day as it went on, made me a hungry pooch.
I woke up within minutes and found a bone to smooch.
I was busy with my food as I heard a loud scream,
A voice so painful, brought 9/11 back to dreams.
I turned around and noticed, the children were no more.
The benches were bloodied and the classroom was a gore.
The horror I had witnessed, sent a chill down my spine.
The armed men were alert, I couldn't’t even whine.
I hid behind the fence, shedding an ounce of tears.
They had successfully instilled a massive tide of fears.
Small coffins were lifted with a really heavy heart.
They sobbed in the misery; they knew they couldn't’t part.
I prayed to God hoping, I'd become a dog each life.
I don’t want to be a human, who massacre for a strife!
God looked at me and cried, “I never wanted them to fight.
The human race was created for managing natural plight!
Things went beyond control, I don’t just know the solution.
Maybe there was something wrong in my very own creation."
I smiled at God and realized, it wasn't the fault of nature.
‘Make me anybody next time, I shall try to be a better creature.’