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The Bullets of Millennium
by Jaishankar S. Dubey
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  I am resting in Bamiyan Valley
since my birth and existed you all
before you know how to count..
Now the century of mankind to fall

I watched the warrior and many wars
Many intruders like you and fake
Bloodshed soaked around me
I still pray for your sake !

I gave you non-violence
which you could not understand
Hitting my statue with shells of Tanks
Why your anger on stone of sand?

I forgive you even when you do so !
as forgiveness is the real religion
People of this land have seen my wounds
I am broken while the world realized the lesson

If I moved anywhere…
a catastrophe may arrive
As every 2500 years again I reborn
to see my people who survive

How my messages did go wrong
Non-violence teaching were all
You turned to hunter of battlefield
You all let me down a fate of this fall

Instead of driving me out of this land
You drive your all misery of knowledge
Set the ideals for humanity
Be not a center of cult-college

All the messengers of the God
Do come for sake of human on Earth
Language, religion and culture of living
to continue and exist to rebirth.

I remember once Somnath temple was broken
Secondly my church in Rome with your deeds
The hate is peeling apart your heart
Don't you fear of all these doing kids ?

If I survive 2560 years beyond standing here
I promise to save you to the next dawn
If not then dream of next century
Your land and the people will be just a bye gone

My own land is shaken by earthquake once
Yet two more are expecting even
Who have hearted pity and kindness
to welcome them, I stand at corridor of Heaven,

Every drop of blood has fallen down
Every bullet that fired on me
This World has a debt over due
I am too wounded and bleeding you all see.

Stop ! you did enough damage not any more
You alone enemy of this World community
Maneuver and your tricks of junks
really unforgettable crime of humanity.

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June 10 ,2001
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