What a Win ! What a Kill !
What a shock ! What a thrill !
What game was fixed
What plot to hatch
O What a Match ‘
They came ‘In’ a burqa batch ‘
Shots fired in sixes and elevens
sent high in the skies
-sent high up to the Heavens
‘ Where bodies rise with shouts of joy to fill
where bloody bodies fall in courts
numb and still
Shots from the bat,
Shots from the gun…Run Elisa Run..
.Run batsman run ..more fun more fun…
.no more shrieks but screams and cries..
Run Elisa Run-
the Game has just begun….
Who thinks about or is thinking?
Afia Malala Salala , Ah Fizza’
O’ Lala, O’ Lala O’ Lala?
Time to Rise Time to Call
Time to Surrender All Saloonic Charms
Time to surrender for Peace All
ammunition and arms’
No guns no guns no guns
‘just runs runs runs and runs’
Let it be the ball n bat and not bullet’
Death will come anyway…
if it be not now-yet it will come’