Addressing the World
Intolerance grips our life’s mainstay hard,
guiltless blood flows, civilizations clash,
heart splinters into disposable shard.
In the clutch of stress relationships crash.
Let times change before it explodes within.
War-tank becomes piano, gun forms flute,
mercenary turns into violin.
They play symphony of brotherhood mute.
Let times get free from the hands of power.
Scorn turns bouquet, hate a branch of olive,
mind an alchemist makes golden flower,
lacing garland of love for us to give.
Or else hour glass will go back to stone age,
sand will re-design the world on new page.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2024
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