I ask the young boys
of our neighboring country,
why do you cross the border
with guns
claiming a part
of our land
while your native land
remains shackled
in darkness
of poverty and ignorance
and itself burns.
Haven’t you ever been fed with love
or anything good?
Has knowledge never been your food
to set you free?
Why are you
on a killing spree,
shedding blood and tears
over a piece of land
that never was yours
nor will ever be.
Why won’t you
engage yourselves in works
that make your land
Great
instead of sneaking into
a foreign land in darkness
with threat?
From this side of the border
all I can do is grieve over the loss of lives
of yours and of our eighteen young men.
Seems terrorism is a business trend.
I only wonder
whose pawns you are!
If I had the power
I would turn every gun
into a rose.
But these days
Love is a myth
Hatred reality.
[It’s impossible for me to remain quiet over some stupid activities going on in our Borders. India was torn into three pieces on the basis of religion by the British and power hungry Indian and Pakistani politicians in 1947. People (read the media & politicians) on both sides harbor a kind of hatred for each other ever since. So sad it is. Very recently two of the terrorists from across the border connected with Uri killings have been arrested. Thanks to the villagers of Kashmir who informed the army of their whereabouts. The well known strategy of the statesmen to opt for war simply to divert attention of people from internal crises to nationalism must be denounced by ALL. It’s really sad when educated people fall prey to nationalism, media hype and fill their heart with hatred for their neighbors.]
Posted for my Midweek Motif ~ Two Souls – Caged and Free @ Poets United
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