The Lost Heart

After the war,

We searched ceaselessly for our lost heart

all over the conquered lands.

But in vain.

We searched for it in the temples,

We searched for it in the mosques,

We even searched it within ourselves,

But in vain.

We blamed the gods,

We blamed the devil,

We even blamed each other,

But in vain.

We fooled ourselves in to believing,

that we never had any heart,

We whined, We cried, We bawled.

But in vain.

But all this time A heart was beating

underneath the rubble,

Slow but steady,

Crushed but alive,

Where,we were too proud to look,

Where,we were too afraid to look.