Suffering Humanity Poem by Mohammad Younus

The hounds of terror, the hounds of hatred,
Their howling produce the black echoes of fearful screaming,
The peace lovers, quite a few, grope in the dark for peace and love
The moon in the sky, seen in the waters below,
Is darkened with the smoky sighs of terrorised souls
Of people being roasted in the inferno of tyranny,
From point to point, over there, the undead corpses scattered,
And in the sky, above, dreadful voices,
Coming and rising from the infinity of the torture centres and battlefields,
To God watching from every spot around
When will God take compassion over the suffering humanity?

MyKoul