War
War
War is useless, war is a waste,
Water, mud and Blood,
All roll in a paste.
Frighting is War,
What really is it for?
They say it's for peace,
But isn't it more of violence?
What do you get out of it?
Pain, sadness, and Misery?
Men tumble like rocks,
But then others are called,
To fill in the stocks,
Who cares of the fallen?
Who cares of the disappeared?
They will just make more appear.
All they want is war.
All except the family,
Mothers lose sons,
They send their love in tons.
Terrible it feels, Hard to endure,
But it's very much real,
Husbands lose wives,
Its like losing your life.
Children lose fathers and mothers,
Sisters lose brothers.
Everyone suffers pain,
Even the bravest of the brave are slain,
There is a scarcity of food,
Everyone and everything is in a sober mood.
So many people die,
Is this really right?
In war nothing seems bright.
So try running the world without violence,
Try decreasing the pain,
Try it, for sure
You will find the world is better
Without war.
Shriyaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! I actually don't have words to say, you depicted it so wellll......seriously this poem will open those people's mind who are willing for war. The way you described everything.......feelings of the family's and what can we get after doing WAR .........it bought tears to my eyes. Well done my friend.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot!! Your words mean a lot! So glad that you think that my words bring such a big impact. Friends like you encourage me to write. so blessed to have you!
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