I don't understand how one can be cruel enough to take away the lives of others... are there no guilt or sorrow? No regrets and reluctance? Are there pleasure and joy? Hatred turns us into a creature far worse even the darkness found too great to control, so I beg to all in PoemHunter, take good care of your heart and live your life with good intentions... BEAUTIFUL WRITE.10.
'Blood spilled all over on ground' your poem is painful to read because of the truth it tells.As I write there're 2 wars spilling the blood of innocence men, women, and children. Where or who is the 'almighty'? Perhaps our hoping for 'it' to be rescued by the power of some unknown or myth, [ no respect to any one's belief just my personal opinion] seems to just give us a reason to relinquish our personal responsibilities. Hasmukh, without love in our hearts for the born and the unborn, there seems to be little hope for any changes in the minds and hearts of those who wishes to dominate and or suppress other human beings.In my country many pretend to care about the unborn but how can you be concern about the unborn but have no problem killing or having those that are born killed...it makes no sense to me.Anyway a good write. a 10+++
Sadly this will endure through out mankinds future as it has done in history... so long as the youth takes up the cause of his father instead of the wisdom in the lessons of war...
Good poem... if only more were like you and took up the pen instead of the sword/gun/grenade/explosives/retribution.
This is a menace that has its tentacles spread across so many climes in the world…and it has no easy answer or solution…as the question is very complicated…with several forces and vested interests working at cross purposes. A collective and sustaining effort of a gargantuan proportion is required. Your cri de Coeur for peace, fraternity, and harmony is palpable and praiseworthy.
Can't our minds get moulded by only clay of love, sending envy, anger etc. away to
domain of oblivion? To do away with terrorism all human beings should think alike.
It may be an utopian thought, but not impossible, to cherish only goodness and percolate all across.Excellent.
I read this poem already! ...and I do not remember if i commented or not..I remember mentioning this poem to my husband(must have mentioned in the earlier comment, too, if posted.) Its one of the best poem in poem hunter. Thank you for sharing