THE DICHOTOMY OF HUMANITY

As i breath the air of riots

Chanting allah through my veins

Gita whispers words and stanzas

And i assure no bloodshed.

I triumph over the death of a khan

To acclaim my brotherhood

And i mourn the death of 

My conscience innocent.

I set fire on houses and temples 

To smile in the name of jihad

And somewhere beneath i 

perceive

Our blood does not 

metamorphose.

In between 

Dichotomy of race,religion

Creed and partition

Harmony struggles for a gulp of air

Somedays come just to 

make us remember

Kaniz and krishna

do not differ much 

from each other.

Abhilipsa