whom do we blame???

As terror strikes every nook and corner of our lives..a thought comes to my mind....i penned this down in a finance class in college.... it was very random....didnt know it would materialise into a piece of poetry....here it goes...T

A dry throat, not a drop to drink
Misty eyes, tears stuck till the brink
On the pavement very cold, lies an orphaned tot
Bruised and punished for something he did not
His parents were gunned down by devils in disguise
He's left alone, helpless and naive
As Those devils roam scot free,free of guilt
The tot grows up,weak physically and mentally tilt
The apple of his parents eyes
They would have sent him to the army with a gun by his side
He hunts for livelihood,looks for a home
He gets neither, he's still all alone
Dejections from all places, overwhelmed with spite
No apparent solace to give him respite
In this hour of agony, he resorts to a vice
He trades off his morals to become the' devil in disguise'
He eventually gets to pick up the gun
He shoots an innocent man,his salvation has begun