War

How has it dawn on us so soon when we hadn’t even achieved much? Why has the marketplace ceased to buy and sell so scanty the streets wither away The clouds becomes more darkened as smokes ascend randomly our fields are on fire We can feel the rain but it has lost its coldness I hear more voices than I usually heard This time of crying and wailing rather than chatting and hailing Voices chanting and singing songs of war Dust and gun powders like fog fill the air, with great rumble the battle rages The long night tarry on nobody has awakened Some privileged to pass on to the other side Total transmission from what we see now Carcasses litter the streets as we run from pillar to post Yet not so sure where the lot may fall Great assets lost in hot zones, they shouldn’t have taken the guns, Gravesides more frequent than bedsides When did we become such serious foes? That tears can’t seem to mend? We let our children die by our own hands and still squeeze our sorry faces How valuable is this trophy, hope it’s worth the pains we are feeling now? We match in battalions, onward we go Faces brimming with boldness and courage, Though fear still takes its partition We leave behind loved ones not so sure, like walking into the lions cave to kill or be killed Jumping over strip wires, nice try Only to step on landmines A time to team up with death taking from one end While it continues from the other side in its own way Orphans, widows and widowers we make at will that which we had once pitied What caused this sudden change? So unfortunate many fighting ignorantly yet arrogantly Now we pull down our once fancied walls to build more refugee camps and fill them We overstretching science and make of men expendables A time we show how much we can take What we depict now is wickedness rather than strength In this game Winners are Always Rude