The luring eyes pierced through me
And stared at me sullenly knowing it all
The night sky screamed through its loneliness
The obscurity skulked inside my head
Just like the darkness above me
Remorse and guilt filled my soul
As it still gawked at me
The bloody knife still in my hand
The heaven close to my heart
But suddenly disappearing in me
Bleeding through my eyes, I wanted more
Just like grain for the famished
To save a life, a life had to end
And it still stared at me morosely
Guilt building in every moment
The shadow slithered over me
My hands shivered when I stabbed him through
And he still glared at me through his dead eyes
But he had to die, that was the rule
I gave conclusion to his life
He was the enemy
And his inert eyes still stared at me
My legs went weak again
It quivered in the pool of the red
The moonlight disappearing into the light of dawn
So it seemed to me
It was my conscience blurring my sanity
And yet again he locked his eyes on me
Discernment vanished from my mind
Filling me with numbness of the morning light
The right and the wrong seemed frail
The river of the blood sinuously undulating
Clinching my heart and my soul
And His eyes looked through me
Death now seemed natural
As if the purpose to live is to die
The vagueness of life holding its worth for me
Because the fight was for the flag
As told by the world
And his merciful eyes still mocked me
I had started the slaughter humanity, not men
The glory turning to guilt and remorse
I looked around the battlefield for victory
To find men, laying listless, for honour
Of the the same soil which I was a part of
All of them now looking through, humiliating me
I fought the battle of being born
I fought the battle of my childhood
I fought the battle of youth
I fought the battle of my soil
Now fighting the battle of my death
I still stared at the pool of my blood at me.
