No Weapons And No Property Poem by Stephen Paul

No weapons and no property,
Imagine how the world would be
No fights and no war,
Which make the relationships sour

Many times I imagined how,
Can the weapons diminish by now.?
Oh man! Oh man! I was very wrong,
because weapons live their lives long

How can a country have,
Borders to protect their property?
The soldiers don't ask for some food from us,
But at least show them some pity!

How many of us desire,
To have a pair of attire
Think of the soldiers fighting in the war,
And have lost their lives in the man made fire

Is our country safe,
Whose flag we post in the mud?
have a look at the soldiers fighting hard,
protecting us, flowing their blood

The weapons are now,
Used for fun.
Whether it may be,
A rifle or a gun

The property we have,
Will remain forever on the earth.
Were we so rich,
At the time of our birth?