Apeom my husband wrote long back..
O, my heart bleeds for thee:
Your life has love, joy and peace, no more
And just a Zombie
Nothing else are thee;
A consequence of violent years of yore.
O, my heart bleeds for thee:
Tis all you have on terr-
Abhorence, Sorrow and the saffron shine O'dripping carcasses
And yet, your callous life on and on passes-
For 'tis your sons that err.
O, my heart bleeds for thee:
Alas, I cannot crush this violence
But, can only console-with the melodies from my heart's violins.
O terr, do you bear, as Hercules does to thee?
O, Sufferings, how eternal are they;
Killings, how brutal are they, O.
O, my heart bleeds for thee:
O, my heart bleeds for thee: