Last Beeps For Peace Poem by C. P. Sharma

Ah! For those ancient days of yore

The shepherd on secrete hillside glowed

Grazing his sheep, the divine adored



The cow boy Krishana cattle grazed

Playing on flute was his craze

There flowed celestial music unfazed



Nanak from his wanderings decode

And sang the songs of one God

Holy Guru Granth from his squad



Believing the unity of universal soul

Stoning ‘otherness' the prophet's goal

Some misconceive it on a hate scroll



Dark minds of the worlds they illumined

Limits of the heaven and the earth defined

And flowed the symphony of verse rhymed



They taught the chosen seed to be kind

They taught lesson of duty to mankind

In love and worship the world twined



Verses of Geeta and Bible flow

Guru Granth and Quran also glow

When all knit the prosperity grows



But the arrows of desires go deep

Malice on humanity heaps

Peace under its load gives last beep