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The Bullets of Millennium

Buddha statueI 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.

Jaishankar S.Dubey
June 10, 2001 

This is written as a reaction to Taleban's action for destroying the Buddha statues in Afghanistan. Buddha talks about the earthquakes are due this year and they are very disastrous. One already struck and two are forthcoming.
  

 

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