People begging for coup d'e grace men,water,food, every thing scarce earth, shattered blood every where millions dying with no one to care. What is it man, what is it? for mere power you just split? tears like blood in every one's eyes, is that what your army tries? Does it do any thing good? stop it man if you could destroy this evil spell if it comes, the world is a hell. Dead and rotten bodies lie often what people pass by floating on sea and on land is that all what you demand? As brave as a lion your soldiers come, as dead as a door nail they lie in a huge sum! We want peace, we want peace let the new world of joy release but many lie in groups of hundreds man! don't you see you are in a mess? There is fire in everyone's heart is there no way for it to depart? In anxiety to see their beloved one come back home..but there came none Does it do anything good? stop it man if you could let peace regain in this earth to a new world of rejoicing birth.
Reason for writing:
After our teacher taught the leson the second world war
I was very much touched by the death of millions of people and wrote this poem.
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