Days getting sunny pouring with sweat
Start living life, Stop expecting death.
Its everyday routine, we read daily news.
Sipping on a cup of coffee, giving our views.
Is it a minute passed or a minute left to live?
Let me grasp it today, tomorrow I will give.
Yes the man is still hungry, what would he yield?
Some meager drops of petrol or an onion half peeled.
Is life under threat? Why do people fret?
Start living life, Stop expecting death.
Iron rods, wooden sticks, which is the city to escape?
Did the girl in Delhi or in Mumbai deserved the rape?
The coffee cup is empty reading about the ongoing slaughter.
One day an old lady and next day someone's daughter.
Let's wait for tomorrow's news with a bated breath.
The ladies were living there lives not expecting death.
