The Thieves And Their Loots... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Thieves And Their Loots...



We are far away from the old world,
Still we are scared of being scarred,
Once that happened to our pearl,
Two thousand flowers vases are kept,
To take revenge for the lives lost,
The new groundnuts were cracked,
To cause the chain of events,
That melted the butter in people,
Hundred thousand souls were released,
To end the conflict between the brothers,
A few are richer, thus the rest are poorer,
Poor produce the poor stuff, the rich predicts,
Poor may give up or forced to give up,
Poor have no access to the wealth and weapons,
The rich gathered around the circled table,
To do the circus on the real battle ground,
One said let us take our moving vehicles,
Loaded with barrels of pins and needles,
Another one interrupted to take their patriots,
That is patriotic to their cause of intervene,
The third head clown jumped in full gear,
Claimed the victory was theirs,
Let us enjoy today itself toasting the blood,
The trainer clowns in their new suits from another world,
Seconded the jubilation in jet lag and consumption of alcohol,
All of them go everywhere to hit the huts,
Where the descendants of determined ancestors,
alive, their tanks plough the homes,
Shell the love to obtain the black pearls,
Prune the human to grow their own limbs,
Young foliages are pinched for the sovereign,
To die the natural death, but the trees grown wild,
The natives are beaten from four sides,
Up, from the sky, down through the mines,
Naval and armies, the native men with the sticks and brooms,
Steal the weapons from the thieves, who intruded,
Their mother lands through the hole of United Nations,
Retaliate to protect their wives and children,
Labeled as criminals, thousands of valiant,
Home grown warriors are up to protect their simple,
Wish of protecting their land and religions,
Whatever their religion is, who are we to label,
Them as terrorists, they resort to violence and vengeance,
the world has blasted their hope, home and loved ones.
Now the thieves are threatened with their loots.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Babatunde Aremu 04 March 2013

A very thoughtful poem. I like it. Keep writing

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