A Posterity without Hope

by Fathima Muneer aged 14

Murders, crimes, and deaths,
Are all I see in front of me.
Bloodshed cries
Are all I hear around me.

Democracy has vanished
Justice has been deprived of,
The unity has been long gone,
And secularism ceases to exist.

Day by day the violence increases,
Day by day the anger never decreases,
The world is obnoxious with dread,
Not a person left to trust.

Yet here I sit,
Grieving for luxury,
While all I wish is for a light of hope,
A light amidst all of my darkness.

Crept up in loneliness and hopelessness,
Lifeless and ambitionless,
Grieving for hope,
When will new dawn arise?
When will a new chapter begin?
An end to my sufferings?
But alas! I am far from hope

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