Sonnet: Brothers-At-War Poem by Dr John Celes

Sonnet: Brothers-At-War

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The Sky is one for men all o'er the globe;
The Air we breathe is same for all Earthlings;
The Sun is one whatever be our robe;
The Moon is common for beggars and kings.

The water from the mountains must stream down;
And forms the River that enters the Sea;
The soil is same no matter village/town;
Alas! men fight for such things stupidly.

All states must thrive by only sharing these;
No state is self-sufficient in all things;
All jealousies and diff'rences must cease;
Brethren must share both sorrows, joys, life brings.

If nations and states must progress at par;
Then share and live in peace, not go to war.

Wednesday, June 25, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: mountains,sharing,sonnet
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Dr John Celes

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Tamilnadu, India
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