What A Waste is War

What a great waste is war

For it puts everything to waste

It is all for a need they say

To bring back the lands together

But that is what they said long back

When the united  land was divided.

It is all for a need they say

But it takes away our needs

there is nothing left to feed

no place to work or play

no houses left for us  to rest.

As the enemy is on the march

we are looking  to resist and rest

how long can we run from the land

where in peace once we did dwell

where the winds of  war seldom came.

Then you came and felt the need

good counsel came from all sides

but the need made you pay no heed

in the midst and stuck in the mire

Is it too late to turn back now

when the evil of war became your peril?

The world

The old woman was so dear poor
costly medicines were out of reach
The boy being left hungry for days
now forgot what cruel hunger was
The poor man did not know slight
to recover his house in plight.

The farmer had put his best effort
the crops failed with the weather
somehow he weathered the loss
but fell too short of words when
the state left him high and dry.

The worker who lost his job did
never know when to gain the next
every man and woman toiled hard
not knowing what future lay for them.

They provisioned food and wood
when the clouds of war would rain
The terror, the beast was unleashed
Safe neither the child or the infirm
The world dashed them on the earth.

Explosions rocked thronged groups
At places of public prayer and speech
The cries of the wounded who cared
Nor heard but read were numbers
to the established of the world.

Leaders met on dias invented ideas
of how to keep control over those
who lost control of their dreams
futures getting mashed up in the
binding grip of those who mattered.