filled with hatred till the neck
people talk of holy wars
citing terror on the rise
countries wage a proxy war
spitting venom on one another
faiths and races fight on the streets
bread and butter though not there
guns and missiles adhere the hands
unrest exists all over the world
mistrust nurtured in every mind
minds are poisoned by hate campaign
violence find support across the globe
Prepared no one to introspect
agree no one to bury the hitch
threatened is not any faith or race
threatened is the entire human race
existed never demons and devils
donned their roles always we the humans
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have pictured the consequences of wars nicely. The sins of man that weigh the world down. The devil celebrates. Great write.