Blamed again and again for massacres 
We have no clue of, our proxy war
Of 40 years ago is still biting us in the bum
‘Fo-Fum - this beast at least
Does not have the bite of the ‘other-man’ 
With its depraved ideology
Hijacking faith and humanity
Bankrolling them into human bombs
Boom! There goes another one 
Creating martyrs of civilians
We protest, we didn’t do it
They say we did, you see
Another ethos, dark and evil has floated in upon the sea
And so they insist it is us
Nurturing terrorists underground and above
Guns blazing, egos inflating 
Up up to the constellation 
Of ISRO satellites 

But what is this?

3, 4, 5, 6 jets down - not ours
We shook them right out of their stars - their 5 out of 5 on Amazon 
Now they’re raging like bulls in a ring
We’re meme-ing and gif-ing like comedy kings
I’m laughing at both
A little harder at the misplaced ire
Full of apocalyptic brimstone and fire

But here it is

War is not what any of us need
Good sense, forebearance, lucidity
Is the need of the hour and I want to believe
In this ideology even as I
Pin a little pin of green and white
Crescent moon and star shining bright 
Onto my beating heart full of pride

Because when all’s said and done

Between neighbours who live side by side 
Sharing a culture old as time
Huddled albeit over our nuclear buttons 
War really is just not an option.