Outcry In Open Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Outcry in open

There is outcry
From all races of different nationalities
To live with peace
And face no persecution on face

How many innocents die?
There is always tie
For taking decision
By powerful nations

They face daily bombardments
Artillery shells drop their tents
Kill infants
And elderly parents

Where peace prevails
There exists
Terrorists menace
Really we face critical phase

We need new outlook
And in disgust shake
Head in disagreement
With silent and vehement protest

Pic: -Michelin Aurokiom