I would like to take a moment to say
that you are not greater than God.
Your hands were not meant to take
Your mind was not meant for wicked
Your wants were not meant to be thrown at others
I would like for you to take a moment to think
that a life is not for you to take
mother, wife, child, sister
that pain is not for you to give
death, loss, sorrow
and that blood on your hands is blood on your soul.
I saw a weed so small in the grass
destroying my picturesque garden
I stepped on it, pulled it out
killed it with my god given strength.
And apparently we take away.
Rest in peace Narinder Kaur Kalsi. Your light should not have gone out.