The Greatest Battle
We fought and killed many;
bombed innocent humanity.
We fought world wars two.
The battlefields are not new.
Tigers kill to satisfy hunger.
Humans have reasons other.
Men have a hunger of lust
to convert other to the dust
and to rule and to dominate;
we can inflict terror ultimate.
Endowed is glory very rare
to the brave, mighty soldier.
But true soldier isn't the one,
who can coldly kill a human.
The true battlefield is within.
There a true warrior can win.
The foes within are mighty:
Mightier than greatest army.
Lust, hatred, jealousy, anger
attack in the great war inner.
As intense as great intensity
of bombardment too mighty
is the terrible attack of lust.
It gives an insatiable thirst.
The heat of a bombardment
in a man's hatred is present.
Enviousness: deadliest foe
hits before one can know.
It is like blitz very sudden
and destroys compassion.
Intense like force of missile
is anger: the foe most vile.
There is only one arm rare
that can save in war inner.
It is that weapon of faith
for God, the soul ultimate.
With that weapon supreme
mankind can battle within
and defeat causes deadly
that leads to war, animosity.
When hatred, lust and envy
are defeated by man, totally
then outer war won't occur
harmony will stay forever.
Copyright © Shivashish Sah | Year Posted 2008
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