I do stand helpless with everything being like a dream,
And I no longer see a child’s beam,
As the snowy field turned into an ugly red,
I realise all those people have found their ‘last’ bed.

Castes, Religions, Rituals for what they have fought,
And ‘Death’ is the reward they have got;
Now that there has been no use of their ‘birth’,
For no one can enjoy the fruits of Mother Earth.

Is this why we were a part of God’s creation?
With no one present to give us even a decent cremation!
So, at least from now, let us follow the path of humanity,
For we all belong to that community.