(8-2-1945 / Gorakhpur)

Good Morning God

Good Morning God,
today, when I saw you in an aurora at dawn,
I didn't see your lovely smile,
and when I asked the reason of your grief,
you didn't reply.

Good Noon God,
It's Easter, my friends are celebrating it,
how happy they are and planning to visit a park,
in a lovely afternoon but unaware that many of them,
will come back with dead children!

Good afternoon God,
what a beautiful scene, children on seesaw and swing,
in new and colorful dresses,
I saw your smile,
it's here on the faces of children.

Good Evening God,
a blast by terror,
blood everywhere,
smiles have gone,
just blood and tears,
do you see it unconcerned like us?

Good Night God,
I looked for your lost smile in the buds
sprung in flowers with a few drops on it,
were it your tears or merely dew drops,
do you cry like us!

by Akhtar Jawad

Comments (4)

Very beautiful and inspiring, thanks for sharing
It is man who designed terrorism for there are man without a conscience but without conscience a man is no longer man thank you sie
A very powerful poem............................
Heart touching poem. We always have more questions than answers.