Warzone Mumbai

These were the walls, white and fair
Now the rusty tinge of blood, hangs heavy in the air

You recall the joy. when you walked down this road
They were remorseless, a way they sowed

The city of dreams in a state of shock,
Don't talk about our 'spirit', it's like when you mock

We've had enough of these games that you play
Breaking us apart, like we're made of clay

Always remember, there is strength in numbers
We have the power to put you into a deep slumber

- kd

Believe in your Country!