In the midst of a meaningless battle, a war unfolds,
Not in the attacker's mind, but the one who is attacked and holds,
The weight of this conflict they never chose,
A war in their hearts, where the numbness and nothingness rose!
The soldier in the field, with a bomb, rifle and a blade,
Kills millions, shatters countless souls with the choices made!
In the midst of the chaos, a war silently laid,
Between willful actions and a conscience swayed.
A mother and father, in sorrow's cruel grip,
Hugging their child's lifeless form, they weep,
A war in their souls, as hope takes a leap,
'To breathe life into the one they wish to keep!!'
Innocent children, their questions abound,
Why war's cruel hand on their lives was found?
A war in their hearts, a plea to the world's ground,
To understand their mistakes and the ways to fix them, their voices resound!
In our minds, a war, a divisive divide,
Where unity crumbles, and we can't decide,
How many wars to end this internal tide??
To say, "It's enough," on this chaotic ride...
Very aptly you covered the feelings dear. Keep it up.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jabeen aunty for reading !
DeleteThis "Plea to understand their mistakes" stage is over now, when the motive wonders, that is how!! When it only exists to conquer not just the land but those numb, nothing mind's, on the other hand!!
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