Strangeness inks its origin of mundane nothingness through the iotas of war blowing its echelons of greed for land.
Their lust for power sweeps away all at once, children, youngsters with future dreams and elderly people.
We see the claws enmeshed in the
symbiotics with emboldened fanaticism.
Irked by the devastations, a few stay saddened but the mirthful psychopaths keep counting their coins and currencies.
Where do we plant a sapling when you bombard the earth with your ignorance?
Streets get deserted and the little ones do not know the meaning of love and hate all of a sudden.
Stripping off the hatred, what else do they have in creating a mayhem?
Lunatics are on their way to rationalise a war but the blessings of the World are only for unconditional peace and love.
Love never limits you in and out of all that you have been.
Strive for peace and stay with the elixir of love for all.No bombardments.No barriers of race and religion can stand against the power of love.
Oh! It is time for the Heavens to stifle 'Hell let loose' in the name of war.
Oh! Mother Earth bless us with peace and love forever.
Om Shanti!
Om Shanti!
Om Shanti!
Santihi...
(Copyright: ©Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan, Oct31,2023)
(All rights reserved ®)
NB: This poem is dedicated to the hapless victims of war between Israel and Palestine.
