Is War Also A Game To Play Endlessly? Poem by Ramesh T A

Honour lies in the honest toil, but not in the show of bravery in the losing battle
At the cost of people's lives and properties stranded as refugees in alien lands;
But the invader who is losing a lot of old worn out tanks, guns and all is clever;
Though both are equally wrong in this war season, world never cares for wars now!

There is no umpire or referee to send out the wrong players and stop foul game;
Both sides are not fighting war but playing a war game with their useless weapons;
Like in Syria, Ukraine also looks to be an empty nation with all people out of it;
In both nations, whether people live in or out, rulers are in power to quarrel with words!

Human lives have become nothing before their political rage and power in the world;
Politicians have no concern for the plight of people and children but their power game only;
Economic and social life of the nations are in turmoil now wrecking havoc to world;
All are waiting for the return of peace as longing for rain in the vast desert of no joy!

Will the rain fall in the long desert to turn it into a great paradise of people's dream?
Or that is also a great mirage in the endless desert extending fertile lands into deserts!