A Poem On War
Hello Reader,
The words you will read below are dedicated to those
innocent people, who are killed, without any reason. The ongoing example is of
Syrian people. Their world has been devastated; they are living in slew of
hell. Albeit the world knows about them, but nobody wants to raise their voice
for them, as the Syria is not a wealthy nation. We will be their voice. Our
efforts for the Syrian people may be minute, but our voice must reach the deaf
oligarchy.
Our concern is that the innocent people are dying
there, without any reason. Those are beguiled are dying, who don’t have
anything to do with the Syrian war. People sitting at the higher throne,
famished for the power, are leading the Syrian War.
War in any kind is a menacing to the civilians
living there. That’s a different matter
that, today is Syria, tomorrow it can be any country. So, before that time
come, we should raise our voice for the needful persons.
The Voice
Lend your voice, before it’s too late;
Might your voice change the draconian wind's
directions for someone in the wait.
Come out of your zone;
Time has come to make them listen, dumb people on
the higher throne.
Give your voice, give your support;
Your input will give a life to someone, who hasn't
been in anybody's thought.
You can't hear their cry;
But, you can raise your voice for them, atleast make
a try.
Stand for love, stand for human fraternity;
Don't lose a virtue, gifted to you as "humanity".
Your voice will be sunlight to the people in dark;
Small fishes are being mercilessly bludgeoned by the
bloody sharks.
If you won't come out today, nobody else will come out for you;
Mark my words: karma is a player; you will reap what
you sow.
Taran will speak, Taran will shout;
Truth will come out from my mouth.
Act before the water slip through your feet;
"Their" message has been passed onto you,
now act or simply delete.
The End
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Mark my words: karma is a player; you will reap what you sow.
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Good one
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