Never Mind The Toothbrush, Its War

When the militants struck I found myself without my toothbrush.But that was not all.

Head quarters under attack ‘

but the place was dead silent

what is happening how and where?

oh my dear we will be left here!

Once again there was fear

I was miles away from home

all by myself and all alone.

In office I just had my bag

a few biscuits pens and some cash

tablets keys a diary and ID card

early morning dressed up thats all

one needs , a fresh mind clear to work hard;

Then make it in time through all

the rush-but that day

I found I had no toothbrush-

was that all I would need to stay clean

when all the world is fighting and

being bad and mean-

killing cutting blasting people to death

and leaving others bleeding and gasping

for breath-

that day was heavy as time went by

what is life , not even a cry-

alive today laughing walking eating

next ,in a closed box silently sleeping.

Life is but good deeds and love and care

do it now, maybe you have no time to share.