Prayer Poem by vijay gupta

PRAYER

Stars are not so brightening now
as they were before.
Flowers are losing their charm
and became pale.
Now it is hard to breathe even
in the house.
Smoke of gun powder is here
and there.
It is very painful to live in between.
Women are weeping.
Children are crying.
Eyes of old men are full of Tears.
They are helpless.
Nobody is hearing them.
Their voice is like a little cry
in the roar of Canon.
Blood is here and there.
What can we do?
Only prayer.
‘O’ God teach them
a lesson of nonviolence and
peace to all warring groups of the world.