I WONDER

by Sikiladi

The sight that wasn’t a sight

for it spoke of someone’s plight.

I wonder what their heart is made of

That in killing others they found delight.

 

It broke my heart to shreds

having witnessed blood stained carpets.

I wonder how the kitchen shall work

who will return to bake the cakes and breads.

 

The fragments of glass scattered

pierce the soul and leave it shattered.

I wondered when will they heal

they survived, yet, from within stay battered.

 

The doors now just the hollow frames

The glass broken by their vicious games.

I wonder how they do this act

that placed humanity to ultimate shames.

 

They scampered for help in fear

terrified they cried in silence without a tear.

I wonder how much can one bear

as they crouched hiding under Almighty’s care.

 

They came for some coffee & to grab a bite

on routine business in the January”s broad daylight

I wonder what ran through their minds

as the terrorist attack created a huge fright.

 

Their children in utmost anxiety awaited

unsure if their parent was safe in & gated.

I wonder if they felt their saliva go dry

glued to the live coverage with breathe abated.

 

Under torture was #14 Riverside Drive

the venue that once did in activity thrive.

I wonder when the buzz would be back

After the madly gruesome terror attack.

 

The musical notes were lost somewhere

A deafening silence rules the sad air.

I wonder if they would be at ease

returning to work on those very desks and chairs.