FAITH, BLIND- FOLDED!
Little boy, little boy
hands so small to handle toy,
how do you hold a gun?
hope, it's for fun!
A piglet wearing tiger's skin,
trained to kill his kith and kin,
for a loaf of bread and cheese,             
or, is it for fame?
Pray, your limbs don't freeze,
when playing this dreadful game.
With that simplicity,
You remind me of 'Mowgli',
behind that piglet face,
wild intentions,so ugly!

Little boy, little boy
hand so small to handle toy,
how did you pile the courage,
at this tender age?
When faith looses to fear,
doubts and illusions left unclear,
thousand friends you may have,
yet none, far and near!
Misguided faith spread distrust,
leading youth to wrong direction,
hands that build a nation,
are used for  destruction!

Little boy, little boy                                    
hand so small to handle toy,
who made you a pawn,
with this tiny brawn?
Tell them, faith and love,
can move a thousand hill,
blended with anger,
million innocents are killed!
Love, trust, patience and respect,
with power , you can never capture it,
the only way to win them,
is burn your ego, and surrender to it!

Little boy , little boy
hands so small to handle toy,
wild bull and wild boars,
all of them just run,
when they hear a tiger roar.
How can a piglet share the ramp,
leaving it's herd, walk into tigers camp?
How can you hold a gun?
hope , it's for fun!