Ajmal Kasab

I plead guilty for what I did.

Taking lives of mothers and Kids.

Fine that you don’t want my story.

Coz what I did was barbaric and Gory.

     Be thankful,

            You were not a poverty struck child.

            Sweating hard, living in the wild.

Grown up with murderers and thieves.

Brought up in falsified beliefs.

And as the Fire falls from the sky.

Hitting me naked while I cry.

But the pain within me kills me more.

Tainted conscience searching for cure.