Insecurity In A Land Of Peace by Ananymous


I read
I felt hurt
I screamed
Why is this happening

Hmmmmm
A land known for peace and less worry
A land meant to protect the people
A land which is the most powerful 

As I cleared my eyes
I realized this land we all have trust in is now destroyed
It is now abused
It is now a acting as an oppressed
Why, why
Why is there no solution to the kidnapping cases
Why is this powerful nation silent about it
Why being silent

Silent for those children snatched away from us
Silent for the ransom they ask even after killing them
Silent for those kidnappers who roam free on the street
After the heartbreak and also the endless fright they caused
They take these children without thinking
Without this humanitarian feeling
Leaving us, their parents and families shattered 


As this tears drop
My hands lifted up
To my Lord and no other
Ya Allah, Ya Allah, Ya Allah
We plead for your mercy and grace
To protect our children from those animals
We pray for their safe return
And for the criminals to be given severe punishment 


For every mother who waits in agony
Don't give up, We stand with you
For every father who kneel in their fronts for mercy
Who run hectar, sketar to raise money
Don't give up, We stand with you
Just remember
We have our Allah in our support

I say, and I will keep saying
Let give our support and prayers to the family in need
Let raise our voice and stand firm
I repeat,
Let seek for justice
Do not back out


Let us not forget the innocent ones,
Whose lives have been shattered by guns 
I use this moment to pray to Allah 
For Al Jannatul Firdaus for our sister( Sis Nabeeha Al- Khadriya)
For only through love, compassion, care and support
Can we heal the wound. 

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