Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Soldier's Peace

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..."

Wish


On my life's trivial trails
I see graves dotted on my sails
Exploiting in me the man frail
Success or I did fail?

Wish the journey was along the flowery bed
Scents of roses and honey to spread
Wish the thorns and littered stones
Did not rattle my old bones.

Wish the dreams were san screams
Of  myself dead in a battle field
Wish the demons robbing my body
Got their blood sucked and not my toddy.

Wish the truth of me was simply seen
Not valued under the hidden reams
Wish the love I relentlessly showed
Had in music her mesmerized and swayed.

Wish I was a man as man to be
Not interpreted on lines berated
Wish I had done things always right
With much more force and might.

Wish I got a chance to live again
To undo all the negative gain
To reduce the excruciating pain
From the man in me so completely sane.


People often wish for another chance so that they could have done things better. This is a poem by my friend, MS Jaswal, who expresses similar thoughts in these lines.