Hoping For Better Days Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

In the pell-mell of this busy life
I need a minute to remember
About those lives that are lost
In chemical warfare and bomber

How painful it is to live a life under
The burning clouds of gun powder
With cries of helpless women and
Children getting harsher and louder

Sometimes I think if we can ever
Make this world for a better place
With love and affection for each other
Instead of throwing life into a mess

I wish my days should not start
Seeing bodies in hunger and pain
For the pleasure of a few rich and
Powerful helpless poor are being slain

Hope there will be a new dawn
Going to break upon my dear land
Peace and love will win the hearts
Hate and crime will lose their trend