Admist the dark & pouring clouds, she stood laughing
The gory state of her house seemed to be mocking
There she was, where no one else was,
But their amputed legs, hands, skull, surely showed the cause.
She cried, fainted & cried but now she laughed
She was proud of her family because they had faught
The pain and agony was no more a sore
She enlivened her spirit right from the core.
Her eyes reflected a sadistic glee,
With a knife in her hand she let her shyness flee.
Taking a vow that all the killers will be torn,
Agast! yet another terrorist was born.
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