Guilty

On a cold saturday morning,
they left the comfort of their quilts,
for a cause of concern of whole nation,
carrying in their hearts hazy guilts..

marched they, to the Rashtrapati bhawan,
demanding justice for a stranger,
wounded, battered she lies struggling for life,
but we all feel ourselves in danger..

The shouts of "we want justice",
were met with lathis, water cannons n tear gas,
Is this a hitler or dyer government we elected,
the answer nobody has..

The movement remains undeterred, unstopped,
leaderless krantikaaris marching forward,
We sitting comfortably in our homes,
almost feeling absolutely coward..  


(22-Dec-12)