To Sri Lanka #Q197

You took their lands; you took their dignity; you thought not twice when you took their lives.
You hurled bombs on them; you torched their homes; you killed them with mines besides poisoning their airs.
You didn’t spare little kids, nor innocent civilians; you raped their sisters; you raped their wives.
Doesn’t unbearable remorse penetrate your hearts as much as your bullets pierced through theirs?