A Denizen of an III-fated Planet Poem by Dr.jawaz Jaffri

From the womb of life,
Smoke is squirting up,
The tempest of war
Is about to extinguish
The flame of life.

I am a denizen of the same ill-fated planet!
Our back again inclines to bend;
And the slithering era,
Again bends upon to dominate us all.
Dread
Hatred
And violence have snatched from us
All compassion: an essence of humanity;

And we have thrown
Dreams of generations
Into the furnace of war.

Now our faces bear only sockets,
Void of eyes.
Ah! We are heading towards a forest!
In search of beautiful dawn,
That will never see the sunrise time,
Death will invade us instantly;
And that day,
After every second,
Will be the World War II