Silent martyrs...
Bipin Balakrishnan
I am still conscious to feel those smiles
Those innocent faces waiting back home
Above that fated engine's spiteful humming
Assuring another hit and run for the law

I could feel no tears for an arm severed
And broken ribs piercing a stinging heart
I am waiting hopeless for that messenger
As keepers of law or a reason for peace

Though fading, I could see those eyes around
Reflecting mercy and my fearful death
I could read their minds and forgive their sin
It's not their conscience but the rules do slay

I am feeling thirsty and I know it's time
I heard it's office hours, the roads are full
The keepers of law are still lost on the way
And my bleeding heart won't anymore stay

Last drops of water, as His welcome rains
I could see a calm face and feel those words
Quenching my thirst with an assuring voice
'Let them hang me for these drops of life'

These words may end with death claiming
Yet another victim of a system that govern
May rules boast the harmony of existence
Still few oversights restrict rights of living!

These silent martyrs may prolong the game
Of life and death, of rules and blind obsession
But those hands that served few drops of life
Still believe in life and may bring changes