Seema Jain |
In the midst of swishing missiles, hooting sirens, dropping of bombs,
In the midst of screaming humans and bleeding humanity
In the war-ravaged, corpses-strewn sites of Ukraine, Gaza, Israel
The very streets once abuzz with giggles, music and cheer
Now reduced to rubble, mutilated legs peeking here, half-buried torsos there
The hospitals overflowing with dead bodies, unable to cope
Buildings razed to the ground, with heaps of ruin everywhere.
O Gandhi! How desperately the world needs many more like you
Your creed of non-violence surely the way to lead humankind
Out of a quagmire of hate and venom, bullets and bombs
Echoes from the past and present unleash gory tales of violence
Of fierce battles and acquisitive greed, of bloodshed, massacres and deaths
Where ‘an eye for an eye’ threatens to make the whole world blind
In thousands of years, humans have learnt no lessons
From their past follies and wanton acts of mass destruction
History sings paeans to the so-called "brave" warriors and fighters
Who killed and conquered, or were killed and ‘martyred.’
Why don't we celebrate our icons of peace and love?
Men like Gandhi can surely make the world a better place.
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