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Insane redemption
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  1. Ajith Cherian
  1. Department of Neurology, Sree Chitra Tirunal Institute for Medical Sciences and Technology, Trivandrum, Kerala, India
  1. Correspondence to Dr Ajith Cherian, Postdoctoral Fellow in Epilepsy, Department of Neurology, Sree Chitra Tirunal Institute for Medical Sciences and Technology, Trivandrum 695011, Kerala, India; drajithcherian{at}yahoo.com

https://doi.org/10.1136/jmh.2010.006742

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    I believed my sorrows were deep

    Thought my anger was justified

    Hallucinated that my acts were ordained

    Martyr I would be if slain.

    Presumed that the colour of battle is bright

    Its gilded gold edges embraced me

    None shall I spare, it's my destiny

    Redemption, restitution, no reconciliation.

    Alas I realized it was just a mirage

    Wars are always black, pitch black

    There's no glory, no martyr, no honour

    Just some names on slabs of stone.

    The tears that soak your tomb

    She and the little ones were dear, so dear

    There are no winners or losers in terror acts

    Just some utterly shattered souls-departed.

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