The sheep year

Can I glue the buildings back
Can I stitch together chunks of land
Can I erase the horrific nightmare
Can I lift the tonnes of snow or rubble that pressed the death in their bones
Can I sew wounds and bring life in feeble children’s bodies

The tower is down
The temple is down
Your temple, Everest shook his coat
As a revenge ?
As a punishment ?
As a warning ?
The carbon print might turn to be
Our main sin
Or is it the sheep year who took its toll ?

4 thoughts on “The sheep year

  1. Sarala Ramkamal

    we can say for everything there is a reason .. but words really fail to express anything more.. tried well

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  2. Maya Dev

    When tragedy strikes queries like these leave us painfully silent and the helpless pleas shed few tears as answers…A sensitive write ….Luliia..

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