In Rama


Don’t tell me war

ear gets annoyed

eye cannot hold


humans with least reason

pull guns to destroy 


destroy lives they cannot build 

dig trenches they cannot fill

watches children prey

deep down into the mill


what have we in stored?

anger to burst

muscles to pounce

explode and devour 


wailing in Rama

I refuse comfort 

am waiting mama

this life is cut short

Rama has taste; it taste sour 

peace has stay; it stays far


kill it to please a god

pay them more than sought 

an island of forgetfulness; peace is lost

all in dementia 


in Rama

those who open doors 

meets gun shot; gets bitten 

those who close

meet long range bombs and gets smitten 

  • Author: cofhypieces (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 31st, 2023 23:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: Let’s together end wars, lives lost can never be recovered
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