Hey People! Here is a short poem on Wail of War by Me. I hope you will like it.
Told me they were feeling ravenous,
And Wanted to do something noxious
Coming out when Vega was at Zenith,
Its written by vampires, it’s not a myth.
Loved the black and the dark,
Hated the lights and the sparks
Most were killed by the thoughts
That human minds have like sunspots.
Not for gain, for pain we cried,
Not for guns, for health we died
Not for wealth, for fame we allied,
They left everyone, without any goodbyes.
Blood! They shouted, loud and fast
Peace! We loved, but in the last
After hundread explodes and bomb blasts
Hospitals alert, Government broadcasts.
He was with other men in war,
With glory and victory, he fought
Thunder skies which they meant for,
With his gun, he gave head shot.
Lord! They cry after the war,
Treaty and peace, they want now, after all
The world is a small place like an ore,
Extracted from guns and soon will be a postwar.
As soon as the darkness lashed on sky
I could see them from the place they spy,
No creature could ever verify
Noises around, cops shouting loud – standby!
Blood on roads, fights for war
Violence will set apart, future of us all,
It’s better to give up and not to ignore
The problems we will face and abhor.
By: Mudit Jhawar