I was ripped apart last afternoon
So were you
And the lady who was sitting next to you
I saw her hand fly away through the door
and blood flew everywhere around us
till it all went black.
I opened my eyes amidst nothing but whiteness and tears
Maimed and twisted with memories of the journey that had only begun
You were not there ..
Up somewhere may be you are
I envy you with all my heart
as I trudge through my unfinished existence each day
as people embark on journeys and end it
as they laugh joke and go by
as they cry with the crowd of a show
as they forget so easily
You can end your misery
I can't...
I weep to see you die
And more of you still live on me
More of you still maim me, rip me apart
destroy me with a fervor
ingrained within you..
I am your country.
I am what you destroy.
I am where you live
and Die.
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