Destruction Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Dance of death in the war zones
where kindness is not a word to reckon
Stiffest of the minds hard to understand
But human being seems to be helpless.

Dance of death in the crazy world
Where sympathy is negligible
The purity of heart is lost
There are stresses and strains in hearts

Of the dear ones, the near ones who sees
To the survival of the breadwinners
Who are fighting for a life sustenance
But unable to protect themselves
Acting on the commands they receives.

The life itself is hardened and non repentance
To a militant or commando armed himself
In groups and under commands acts in blind
The natural way it gives for death for a dance
One strike of finger pressure a loss of life

The world is going in the wrong ways somewhere
Where humanity is neglected and deafness to kindness
Rise to the occasion and arise and awake,
The conscience of peace and better opinions
To save the world from ruins of the wars.