The troops of two nations stand either side
Of line of control, threat'ning each other;
And fire shells, missiles, canon-guns: hide;
Brother is pitted 'gainst his own brother.
One blames the other for this situation;
And die Jawans daily in more numbers;
United Nations advises 'caution';
The rest of world in selfishness slumbers.
A war could start between two good neighbors
Over the issue of a piece of land!
The war could rope in umptine new members;
Yet, Terrorists are taking upper hand.
Can Peace be ushered by confrontation?
Nay, War's a thing that’s worth condemnation
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