Samir Raj Poet Political Verse

Toy

A far fetched story
Of toys and factories.
Designed and made for a purpose.
Children relate as entertainment
Adults as memories.
Only two buttons lifted the plane
A miracle performed by God.
Touched gun even before touching pen
A politician? Or a villian?
Dressed as a soldier
A soldier enjoying life.
Seems impossible, right?
Next day washed and kept safely.
But the stains of memories didn't get off.
They are more difficult to wash.
More than blood stains.
Brainlessly removed the pin of the grenade,
Ten,Nine,Eight
No one is afraid.
It's obviously a fake
A toy indeed.
Seven, Six,five 
If it was real , would I have survived?
Or would I have died?
What about my family?
My house?
How would they survive?
Four, Three, Two
I can't run in these imaginary shoes. 
I'm glued.
How should I move?
One, Zero.
No one became my hero.
Surprisingly it didn't explode.
It was a toy indeed.

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