On Bended Knees

 

When the guns blew up the delicate walls

Under the bridges of solitude

We seemed to forget all our deflated balls

As our hearts cried out; not in gratitude.

To end our thoughts of agony

We took to our heels, bodies dangling

We moan and detest the acrimony

Oh! What a war of no mingling

With blood; splattering, people groaning

Our hope is lost as our knees find their place

On the ground; for mercy, pleading

How can we solve this? No space!

Yes, in our hearts, no space left to bear; to forgive,

On bended knees, the victims, we pray to live!