After all the tragedy,
Life is back to normal
The father who took his son to morning walks
Now walks alone and rarely talks
The mother who sang lullabies to make her child sleep
Wanders lonely giving a pat on empty bosom
Showering tears of pain too deep
Brother, who held his siblings hand every time
Now does it as if it’s an act of mime
Sister, who was happy feeding parents,
Now cooks for them but with laments
For they have lost their eyes
And she, her laugh and has just cries
While on the first anniversary
The newspaper reports
‘Life is back to normal’,
Making the pain merely formal
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