War Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

Though not declared verbally
War has been broken out

What to speak of earth in day light
Even the beauty of the sky
In the night is spoiled,
Trees have been theft
And mountains are left with rocks
Rivers are smelling
Of drains and dead fish

Paddy fields are now used
to produce ash and iron
And air is poisoned
with smoke and dust
Human faces disfigured
with lust and hunger
Are covered up with masks
Of painted relations

Minds are filled with hate
and violence
But lips have put on smiles
It is difficult to recognise
Who is whose in a war field
All looks like enemies.

Though verbally not declared
With the advent of man
War against life
Has been broken out.