Wounds that never heal
Cries that make one lose all his zeal
Sounds of pain rain the air
Making all watchful hearts tear
Blood and debris all strewn around
Body parts not to be found
Humans torn in anguish on sight
This was the financial capitals plight
None would have thought such gory things
For the extremists it is a vision they cling
Thinking killing can dampen spirits and bring fear
But Indians we are who can take any pain to bear
No distinction of caste and creed for a helping hand
For all was one, in the devastated land
Shouting instructions, lifting, rushing the wounded ones
The only goal to save the Indian sons
Extremists take a second look at your motive
Indian spirits never dampen with such votives
We are all one under the Indian sun
And such cowardly acts we always shun
People come forward with all your might
Throw away resentment and these extremists out of sight
Never again they should touch any Country men
For we will rise and throw them out of their den
Cries that make one lose all his zeal
Sounds of pain rain the air
Making all watchful hearts tear
Blood and debris all strewn around
Body parts not to be found
Humans torn in anguish on sight
This was the financial capitals plight
None would have thought such gory things
For the extremists it is a vision they cling
Thinking killing can dampen spirits and bring fear
But Indians we are who can take any pain to bear
No distinction of caste and creed for a helping hand
For all was one, in the devastated land
Shouting instructions, lifting, rushing the wounded ones
The only goal to save the Indian sons
Extremists take a second look at your motive
Indian spirits never dampen with such votives
We are all one under the Indian sun
And such cowardly acts we always shun
People come forward with all your might
Throw away resentment and these extremists out of sight
Never again they should touch any Country men
For we will rise and throw them out of their den
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