Young Nafisa,
all of seven,
sat against a blown up tank
and wished her younger brother Rahim
had been as lucky as her.
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She, after all, had her right leg intact and
a stick for crutches.
Martha was graduating from High School.
She wished her Peter was there.
He died in Iraq.
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'BUY THE OLD MAN LUNCH PLEASE'
HOMELESS PAUL sat with a pitchboard sign
He was an Afghan veteran without an eye and with PTSD.
A guy named Ahmed gave him a dollar
and said 'MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU'
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What a piece of work is war?
A bunch of lunatics kill innocents
and another bunch of lunatics kill more innocents
to avenge the death of innocents.
And all we are left with in the end
are the rotten red ashes of humanity drowned in the wind...
Souren Mondal
November 22,2015
Really! It’s terrible! Each year we lose lots of people in war, some fighting some saving! We lose lots of money defending war, that we could have use for some better purpose Yet we used it all for a waste! You penned the pain of war wonderfully! ! Thanks for sharing
ya, that's true... so, keep writing and keep voicing maybe... some day we would be able to stop this... so never let the hope die..
I like the use of vignettes to carry your message. The politicians who enable war never see the individual faces they create with the savagery of war but the common man does. I don 't know what would happen if we all spoke out vigorously against war, would our political leaders hear us? And would it matter if one side or another refuses to stop killing as a way to get their way? But it is good for the soul to hear poets like you to speak powerfully out against it
Rotten red ashes of humanity drowned in the wind...marvelous. A very significant piece of work from a brave, out-spoken poet. Violence n inhumanity are the worst things to plague this world. A poignant write on the most important issue of the modern world. How terrorism can affect lives of innocent people is brought out with great depth n insight.
Terror is the worst problem of time, Souren Mondal, giving various names has honestly described it. Terror has no religion, no nationality and it believes in no ethics.
Yes, but somebody believes that he gets his profit from war. It's nothing but business for him. Silly thing, but there are those who sell and buy consequences of wars. It's a very doubtful profit, but they believe in it more than in God. Or it's their god.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heartfelt.........A true sketch and outcome of mindless war............Situation going from Bad to worst and human showing their thirst for one another's blood.....Who cares what is left behind, who care what they suffer, They are doing it for the cause only they better know...Thought provoking poem Souren, Thanks for sharing.