Holding the dove
In my hands ,
I stood wondering
At its visage-
It flashed to me
The faces of those
Innocent little lives
Stolen without permission
For a mere satisfaction
Of gaining victory,
Victory over a barren
Land once abundant with life.
Whom will they rule after this
War , themselves?
The evil soul hiding under their
skin -Rough and tough ,
Where no needle’s prick felt
Or even the tears of a new-born.
What would happen if it were their
children , the sufferers .
Will they ever let it happen?
Why is the world so self centered ?
Their life so precious
But not the others.
Oh man ! Oh man !
Let’s stop this war ,
War which will gain victory
Over nothing but dead .
Why don’t you think them as your brethren Or the children as yours .
Let’s stop for a minute and watch
All the barren returning to life .
Let’s reform and forget war ,
Making Peace treaties to unite one and all,
Love others first ,then yourself .
Remove the hatred over lands,over people,over religion,over kids!
Remove the love over money,power and self!
Let those people live their lives in harmony ,
People all over the world suffering
From what they did not .
Let’s stop it altogether
And start looking at ourselves in the mirror,
Let’s reflect and remove the devil hiding in us
And make this world a better place to live for the generations to come.