Deader than dead

As if monsters in the hides of men weren’t enough

They’ve started with explosive payload aboard mechanized birds

After killing my countrymen, they come in peace talks with sweet words 

What do you say, bleed my land with a thousand cuts? 

No mercy no ifs and buts 

History stands witness

We’ve beaten you everytime in open battle 

All you do is hide behind  the dragon’s rattle 

Asymmetrical warfare is the name of your game

Under that guise you slaughter and main

You know you can only win when your enemy is asleep 

That’s when you attack him, that’s when you leap 

But why should I be expecting anything from you? 

You are merciless and cruel foes

I should know that you’ll send all under the belt blows 

I know one thing, I want you dead, deader than dead

To colour your lands red

But my problem is with the snoring Indian state machinery

Which will only think of responses to such audacity when it’s elections

Or new PM selections

The world is looking 

And today if you don’t cut the arm that raises slap you 

Tomorrow ten more will take its place to trap you 

But my hopes with this state machinery is lost 

They are shameless liars

They’ll only call to arms and fires 

When there are sobbing widows, crying daughters and rows of funeral pyres