Catastrophe
The selfish idea of man has brought,
Lot of catastrophe in this world,
The world war - I was a shameful trauma,
Killing each other in anguish aroma,
Then stopped the war after a
Lots of disaster and drama.
Not a great deal of time has elapsed
That we forgot this sinful act,
And started again
for a massive maneuver for another war
– The II World War
It’s a war with big hue and cry,
Killing each other in a rampant rue,
Hitlar’s greed to grab the world power,
Made him to attack one after the other.
Then did the Americans a heinous crime,
To stop the war at the earliest possible time,
By dropping the atom bomb on Japan’s dine,
Killing and crippling
The innocent in no time,
To strain its name in the
History of humanity and mankind.
Then emerge a peace keeping body,
To stop fighting and hostility,
To create peace, mutual cooperation and brotherhood,
And make the world a better place for survival,
It’s the United Nations Organization –
The pious world body
The war is a massacre,
It’s a real catastrophe,
Snatching the life of the innocent,
Making millions of us cripple,
Putting us out of food, water and employment,
Fumbling the world with horror.
Copyright © Partha Pal | Year Posted 2008
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