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Peace is though difficult 
Yet not impossible to uphold,
All the kings of the states 
Must remain self-concerned,
Without poking noses 
Into the affairs of others,
Curbing cupidity 
To expand the territories,
Subjugate the nations of the world,
Enforce the so-called personal visions,
And put the humanity 
Into new-fangled trials.

All the weapons 
Latest, conventional or primitive,
Precious or utterly worthless, 
Nuclear or less potential 
Made of common explosives, 
Be spoiled, 
Be thrown into the deep waters
Of the unexplored seas, 
Wherefrom no devilish character
Could ransack them back.

When some is killed
Neither Hindu, nor Muslim,
Neither Christian nor Jew is killed,
But a man: a child of Adam and Eve,
The same red substance 
Pours out of his injured ragged body,
And it pains me.
 
All the weapon producing units,
And the blood spattering gadgets:   
The tanks and cannons, 
Mortars or machines guns,
The armadas 
With the squadrons of fighter-jets, 
Submarines that navigate 
Secretly chase the nautical targets,
Catapults and all the missiles launching frames,
Be thrown into furnaces 
To be remodelled and redesigned
Into of the earth moving machinery, 
Instead of the appliances 
Colouring the Earth red.

All the medals or symbols 
Of chivalry be taken back,
Combatants and men 
With the crowned shoulders,
And medalled chests,
Who often move in the battle-fields 
Puffed with the martial pride,
Imparting, rendering 
No service to humanity 
Be employed to plough the lands, 
Plant the gardens,
Make the dams and reservoirs of water,
Feed the cattle and get them milked on time, 
Engaged them 
To perform some rewarding assignments.

Upon the earth,
There must not be a single 
Blood-claiming weapon; 
If men are incensed 
And fight is unavoidable,
They must fight with knives and rapiers, 
Swords and shields made of gossamer,
All the time heeding 
Lest they should break;
And all inhabitants of the world 
At least once a day must trim their nails,
Lest when they are indignant 
And resentful should scratch 
The skin of fellow beings or their own.
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