Anger flares anger, and hatred begets war
and shatters all relation and breeds foes more
and unleashes tears through terror and fear
mercy, a soothing shower in the scorching sun
on the wound of jealousy and anger, a healing balm
and the strongest weapon through which hearts won
forgetting is bliss, and forgiving divine
when mercy shines, let the wrongdoers pine.
©Prafulla Panda, India.
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