This poem has a universal approach, though it’s based on the Indian atmosphere. The message is for every human being who is indeed being human!!! The only need of the hour to save the world, is peace, love, unity, sympathy and charity….
I would also like to thank Patrick for coming up with the peace love award, which is a great initiative in this direction. I had been trying since many days to post something regarding this and today finally, I got those words for writing this poem! I hope it proves efficient enough to convey the message and powerful enough to stir your mind…..
Peace is glory, peace is dignity,
Peace is love and peace is amity.
Birds fly free and high,
Soaring up in the blue sky,
Flowers bloom when spring arrives,
Sun-God’s chariot bright beauty drives,
Dew drops snuggle and nestle on leaves,
As bees buzz excitedly around, with ease.
Why aren’t we as happy as them?
So free, so elated, with no burden….
Take the morning newspaper in your hand…
What do you find?
Destruction is rife all over land,
As if peace and harmony are banned….!!
Incessant flashes of terror and violence,
Brutally murder solitude and silence….
In the land that belongs to Buddha and Mahavira,
The land of Lord Ram and, Rahim Fakira,
The land of Nanak, of Kabeer and of Gandhi,
Who was known for his nonviolent struggle in Dandi
This very land rings out with a heart wrenching wail,
Of wives, mothers, daughters helpless,
At the hands of fate wielding the flail…..
My eyes look out for those beasts,
Who explode bombs in trains, buses and streets,
Who fire bullets at hospitals and schools, at commoners so simple,
Who don’t even spare the churches, mosques and temples!!
My red blood boils on seeing my cities red,
Red with the blood of my own people…
In every corner of the world, in every language known,
Lets speak the word of peace in each and every zone.
Raise your voices until we drown,
The noise of ugly hatred and war.
Raise your voices until the sound of peace,
To a loud and thunderous roar does increase.
When I woke up in the morning,
To a bright yet gentle breeze,
I saw the trees and flowers swaying with ease.
I was sure that PEACE the world would grace,
And as the wind brushed gently over my face.
I could see a new ray of hope in the following days….
There is still time to remove the blindfolds,
There is still time to understand, that hope still holds,
There is still time to wash away hatred’s stains,
There is still time: Change the climate and reap the gains!!!
We have to spread the word of peace in order to ascertain a bright future, where there is no blood shed, no wars, no hatred, no cries, no suffering…..only love, peace and harmony.
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