{"id":1088,"date":"2015-07-27T23:14:00","date_gmt":"2015-07-27T23:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2015\/07\/27\/the-blast\/"},"modified":"2015-07-27T23:14:00","modified_gmt":"2015-07-27T23:14:00","slug":"the-blast","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2015\/07\/27\/the-blast\/","title":{"rendered":"The Blast"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">When they cause that blast<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">They just leave us aghast<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">In shock and surprise<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">We look for some&nbsp;<\/span><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">reprieve<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">But they being they<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">Just stick to the Guns<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">They think they would martyr<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">To be with God in heaven<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">Least they think they would rot in hell<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">For spreading the gun powder smell<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">To spoil the beauty of life<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">They are ought to be sliced with knife<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">When they open that&nbsp;indiscriminate&nbsp;fire<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">In the hell they light up their pyre<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">Off they would be kicked on the butt<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">Wouldn&#8217;t get even a single virgin in their hut<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">For the light they burn in their home<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">With the blood of innocent humans<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">They are bound to rot in hell<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">Certainly not to bound in any divine spell<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br \/><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">When they cause that blast on earth<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">They prepare themselves for dearth<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">The dearth for mercy in the court of humanity<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\">The dearth of mercy to be in divinity!!!<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #e06666;\"><br 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