JUDDHO

Never is it right

Be unjust

Just to escape true forgiveness

Few find

On this path we walk on

Make friends with strangers

Watch the sun rise

Not really knowing

What’s on the other side......

Some find peace in their minds

Most fight to stay alive

Play games with survival

Shed blood

Impose faith

Cause this is the age.......

It was the old man on the Street

Anxious without a limb

Speaking truth

War was a demon

Killing act of the hand

That created the fortunate,

The proud leader digs graves

Sells machine guns, heroin

Eats pork sandwich

Drinks Beer

Plans destruction of another land

With aides, prostitutes

Finally ordering his force to strike.

Many dead, most forgotten

Fatherless infant widowed teenager

All proud their loved one was gone.

As they left their eyes watered

Soul burdened

At a great loss.

So many voices across the globe

Call us to unite

Ignite pain

That strikes thunder

At loss-

Time plays tricky tales;

Life is just a myth

We’re all preys of the strong

Their commands of destruction

In various guises of peace........