Demand Of Blood Is More Than Its Supply Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Demand Of Blood Is More Than Its Supply
In the Ghaza strip a tale of woe unfolds,
It is a land of strife where blood flows like a river,
The cries of the innocent and the screams of despair
gets overshadowed by arrogance, atrocity, and terror.
Since 1945 a fight for rights is on, on the blessed land,
a struggle for freedom and a cry in the night,
does humanity exist in this part of the world?
Does anyone hear the cry for help?
Can there be any more testament to man's inhumanity.
The stench of death where the scars of hatred wounds humanity,
who cares for the children of Ghaza and their uncertain future,
they have become a pawn in a game of power and greed.
The world watches like a bystander,
As the conflict rages with a never-ending cycle,
The blood of the innocent stains the holy land,
Will the waves of sea will carry a plea for peace.
The arrogance of power and the lust for might,
Blinds the leaders of pride with merciless hearts,
The atrocities committed is a shame to humanity,
a mirage of peace looms in the sand of hope now.
Who will stand together to restore the peace,
When world is divided into two parts and views
the situation through the lens of their own interest,
For the people of Ghaza the clouds of war are never ending,
With little hope since demand of blood is more than its supply.
This is a very balanced poem, not to metion that you are talking about humanity without differentiating between them based on caste creed colour or anything.
Only poets are left to remind this world that things are not moving in right direction.
I'm tempted to give stars to help attract attention, but I've decided against it. If you wish to attract attention, I suggest a tilte which specifies your poem's 'topics'. bri ;)
This sounds like a 'political speech' to me. And WHAT would YOU DO to end the conflict? Maybe just drop enough nuclear bombs on the whole area to make it unliveable for all?
Surely it SEEMS that 'Jews' had as much claim to 'their' land as any other past settlers in history had. The innocents are 'caught in the crossfire' and it is VERY unfortunate. WHERE IS THE GOD OF JEWS AND GOD OF MUSLIMS? ? ? ?
I don't say 'the world' ONLY is a bystander. And, after I read a little online of Israel's background & Hamas, I am not qualified to 'take a side'. (cont.)
stanza 3: Where are the question marks? I'd use 'where the scars of hatred WOUND', not 'wounds', OR 'scar of hatred wounds'.
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8/30/2026 1:05:39 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Shame to call ourselves humans....Nice thought provoking poem.