A fellow blogger, whom I follow and who, in turn, follows me has penned a very heart rending poem on the war and its utility. With the current Russian- Ukrainian war wreaking havoc, more so on innocent citizenry, especially of Ukraine, the situation is quite grim. India faces additional challenge of extricating large number of Indian students studying in Ukrainian institutions.
Under the circumstances, I also feel distressed and I think verse is a natural outcome of an aggrieved heart. My lines read as below:
Why the peace is at perpetual threat
On this our Mother Earth?
The issue may be any
But is a war of any worth?
Nations could be big or small
And not each one has the same muscle power
But are we living in a primitive world
Where might is right seems to be the only order
And who wins the war?
There are only losers
For destruction spares none
Neither the defenders nor the aggressors!
When everything else fails
And peacekeeper to the world appears toothless
We can only look skywards
For miracle happens only with his kindness!