Depraved moans of wounded endlessly thrown,
Ripped by the death rattle,
Of never a soldiers battle.
In peace lie my dead.
With their kin safely tucked,
Politician for a war sucked,
Corporations wanting profits to soar,
Inventing killing machines how better to gore.
Why did the bigots dance?
Evoking passions for children to lance.
Why did the masses got drunk on fiery wine?
To see the drawn blood of mine.
If you had cared or loved God,
This you should have stopped to prod.
Blind eyes with which humanity chooses you to please,
You have only their faith to fleece.
I gave my young today, so they tomorrow could shine,
I am in your green forest dead: I am at peace,
Why at your doors they still flock?
Asking for more of my stock.
If you can God, give them the soldier's peace.
A poem by MS Jaswal. The poet, himself a soldier, says, "I have yet to meet one soldier who does not yearn for peace...he being at the forefront of death yearns for it the most....war mongers come in many hues from safety of their protected homes...even God is in cahoot sometimes one feels..."
Ripped by the death rattle,
Of never a soldiers battle.
In peace lie my dead.
With their kin safely tucked,
Politician for a war sucked,
Corporations wanting profits to soar,
Inventing killing machines how better to gore.
Why did the bigots dance?
Evoking passions for children to lance.
Why did the masses got drunk on fiery wine?
To see the drawn blood of mine.
If you had cared or loved God,
This you should have stopped to prod.
Blind eyes with which humanity chooses you to please,
You have only their faith to fleece.
I gave my young today, so they tomorrow could shine,
I am in your green forest dead: I am at peace,
Why at your doors they still flock?
Asking for more of my stock.
If you can God, give them the soldier's peace.
A poem by MS Jaswal. The poet, himself a soldier, says, "I have yet to meet one soldier who does not yearn for peace...he being at the forefront of death yearns for it the most....war mongers come in many hues from safety of their protected homes...even God is in cahoot sometimes one feels..."
