I can’t remember who wrote this but this was in one of my old files where I keep all the debates and recitations I wrote and participated in school. I thought of sharing this with you as it is so apt in this violent world of ours. And the first image that came to my mind was of the little injured Syrian child, Omran, whose image made headlines a few days back. Dedicated to all the victims of warfare between armies of countries and their politics, warfare which doesn’t seem to cease.
A nuclear bomb has dropped from the top
A mushroom cloud has formed high above
There is no today, there is no tomorrow
There is no hope, there is only sorrow.
What is our fault, oh might lord?
The great world powers have smitten their sword
Where is peace, the five lettered word?
Which means we are the world.
There is only death and pools of tears
Of millions of people I can’t count oh dear
The only planet with life has turned
Into a graveyard with only strife.
I wonder if I will ever get candies to eat
See butterflies or smile on the face of a child
Really, humanity has been killed in its womb
And mother earth has been turned into a tomb.
There are two paths to follow in my sight
The one which leads to peace is always right
In today’s race, the winner is the one who believes in peace
The loser is the one who fights without cease.
The great world powers haven’t come to a decision yet
But let peace be in every vision
There are miles to go before we reach the top
Let’s take a pledge for all warfare to stop.