No weapons and no property,
Imagine how the world would be
No fights and no war,
Which make the relationships sour
Many times I imagined how,
Can the weapons diminish by now.?
Oh man! Oh man! I was very wrong,
because weapons live their lives long
How can a country have,
Borders to protect their property?
The soldiers don't ask for some food from us,
But at least show them some pity!
How many of us desire,
To have a pair of attire
Think of the soldiers fighting in the war,
And have lost their lives in the man made fire
Is our country safe,
Whose flag we post in the mud?
have a look at the soldiers fighting hard,
protecting us, flowing their blood
The weapons are now,
Used for fun.
Whether it may be,
A rifle or a gun
The property we have,
Will remain forever on the earth.
Were we so rich,
At the time of our birth?
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new world order of peace and charity Many times I imagined how, Can the weapons diminish by now.? Oh man! Oh man! I was very wrong, because weapons live their lives long