Thine little angels falling - a letter to God!

Dear God,
I ask you, how can it be?
Do you see or don't you?
Or are you simply closing your eyes?
Are you simply turning your back on them?
Are you on a long long holiday?
Or is it your divine plan?
God, open your omni-senses, please!
Thine little angels are falling:
One every now and then;
Very many in a day or two;
We 've already missed the count:
Numbers still counting - every fall,
And woe my heart - breaks with each fall.
Alas, thine little darling angels -
Bombed in their mothers' breasts,
Shot in their fathers' arms,
Sweet tender minds and bodies
Thumped with weapons of war,
Frail organs mutilated with steel -
Suffocated with venomous dusts;
All the hell's pains and pangs
Breaking loose upon the little angels;
Orphaned forever and now,
Hungered to bleeding intestines,
Wandering soullessly in endless war fields
And succumbing to treacherous deaths.
The weeping and the crying souls
Seek for the lost angels - endlessly,
Dead or alive, all the same,
Dearests are always dearests!
You know better than I do...
I always thought so and I think so!
Because you are the almighty God!
Come on, do something dear God.
Are you there? I beg you, please!
No more war! No more killing!
Save thine little angels, thine own little angels!
Don't let them fall! Not anymore!
Because when they fall, you fall!
And I know you wouldn't, shouldn't and couldn't fall!
Because if you fall, we all fall.
Oh dear merciful and compassionate God
Please send some peace back home -
Ans please, please save thine falling angels.

Yours most sincerely,


KDG, Bhutan, Earth

NB: May Peace Prevail on Earth!
My sympathies and condolences to the children who lost their lives in the war torn zones. And to the children who are going through immense sufferings in these zones. My prayers!