This picture I saw in papers a few days back..

It just shocked me and made me cry..In this you can clearly see the pain in that man's eyes after his 7 year old daughter died in blast in Iraq...

So I wrote a poem on this...

I saw in the papers,a child,a young girl,

Being carried by her father,in his shaking arm's,

Her beautiful eye's will never again unfurl.

She'll never walk on the water cold or the desert sand's warm.

She was shopping with her parents perhaps,with gifts being smothered,

Thinking about where all the toys,the gifts to put,

With the terrorist and the conflict she was least bothered.

Looking at the doll with black tie and grey suit.

The missile struck behind her,the paper's they are saying,

As she let go of her father, to hold a pretty doll,

Its frightning to know,there are people for her blood baying.

Entangled in voilence visicious circle that never seem to fall.

Her father in the picture,uttered one eternal silent scream,

Asking what justice it was to kill an 8 year old,

His head and his entire body burst in the seam.

When he realised his daughter's body was allready getting cold.

To be killed at an age which gives innocence its meaning,

The burning amber's in the altar,proceed to prod,

There is nothing more INHUMAN,nothing more DEMEANING.

The most damning evidence THAT THERE IS NO GOD!!!!!!!