Under Mask - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
The land was not to be red
But it was read
To be divine
The land of curse
To come up with remorse
Who is to be blamed?
We are all ashamed
Not one side relents
Feelers are sent
Temporary truce is acceptable
In anticipation for future struggle
The ear drums have turned insensitive
You have all become selective
"Kill or get killed"
The mistrust is solidly walled
Neither Jewish people nor Arabs may agree
Thy will shed heir blood for free
The world has witnessed enough
Who will make now last laugh?
Humanity has cried a lot
Worst kind of undeclared war is fought
Did you people ever ask?
What you are fighting for under mask?
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