Glasses are shattered-
Man- a piece of meat- shattered- butchered-scattered- pieces of meat,
Woman- a piece of spark bruised, faded, dim-
Children- a bouquet of flowers- bleeds red-torn-
An era- beheaded!
Boom….Boom……Shock waves,
Trojan worms,
Invincible mouses rupturing walls-
Dropped above our heads- eyes churning out,
Breath-in-Breath-out,
Man killing one another in the name of religion-
Dividing blocks,
For thousands of years-
A saga four thousand year old,
Jew bombarding Muslims,
Muslims cutting jews,
Jews hiding themselves in bunkers and beneath the ‘Iron Dome’,
Muslims fragmented-don’t know which brother to support,
In the tug of the war It’s time for humanity to grow and evolve-
Once again we need a ‘Florence Nightingale ‘ among you all!
It’s time! It’s time!
Tick Tock!
Embrace the bruised – right or wrong,
A permanent dilemma overall!
It’s time to become the ‘Joan of Arch’,
It’s time to be a ‘Saladin’ at war,
It’s time to ascend for the right,
To voice for the right ones!
From bandaging to the bandits to covering the warriors – A war child was born in the technocratic world to be devoured in chunks at belfast’s breakfast!
Holocaust! How many times?!
Stability?! Why so oblique?
Peace?! Where is the trace?!
Trash- Espionage bargaining humans are traders of garbage- war is It’s branding name!
What to win?! What to chase?!
Except losing the beauty in humanity,
Serenity of nature will be demolished- long vanished-in the eyes of the future progenies!
©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy
MIST, Mirpur Cantonment, Dhaka-1216
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