I Wonder Poem by Areena Arora

I look up and find
disaster, panic, riots
all over the dark sky
I wonder why

The stranger who crossed
that poor old lady
I wonder why
he watched in silence
as rolled down her tears

Why various names
for my lord
why fight over names and beliefs
I wonder...

Why I saw a dark
dead, deep silence in the end
I wonder...

Why on those walls I see
stains of red and nothing else
I wonder

Blend the bloods of the two
if only lord had made a color white and pure
among the two mixed perfect
I would also support
the two kinds as different

and till the blood is red in every soul
I wonder why hatred is there!