How Fragile We Are
A Meditation on Violence and the Shadows Left Behind
By Zakir UllahPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

If blood will flow
When flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrows rain
Will wash the stains away
But something
In our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime argument
That nothing comes from violence
And nothing ever could
For all those born
Beneath an angry star
Lest we forget
How fragile we are
On and on
The rain will fall
Like tears from a star
On and on
The rain will say
How fragile we are
Fragile.....
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Zakir Ullah
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