War Weapons - Poem by Rajesh Thankappan
Peace can be shred to billion burning bleeding pieces
In an age where sophisticated weaponry holds the rein
Bombs, machine guns and armoury of destructive armaments
Could slash our psyche and flesh to inflict unimaginable pain.
Yet don’t we view our country’s combat weapons and roaring warplanes
With a chest puffed up with unmistakable military pride!
Those sophisticated artillery, tanks, missiles and military equipment
That we flaunt in an arms parade with jaunty strides.
But if we could just imagine how these advanced weaponry
Could possibly kill or maim men, woman and innocent children
People whom we would otherwise embrace into our homes
Could be mowed down just like weeds from the garden.
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