Witness Poem by Alisha Sharma

There is hustle and bustle in the streets;
A person is killing another person,
Just because of having a different heart;
Borders are marked,
Some belong to this side and some to that,
You have no right to live without our having a spat;
Children, the asset of a society,
For you can't easily change a grown man,
And so children are the ones who can be made mighty,
Mighty to change the world for better,
But poor ones are dying because of some negligence matter;
Then you look at the people in disguise,
who cause the ignorance to run people's lives;
Cannot we all just sit together and solve,
The matters of importance above all,
And if not then cannot we stop harming each other once and for all?
Battle of ideologies,
Battle for justice,
Battle for peace, should it really then be called a battle indeed?
Why can't we just see the light at end of the tunnel?
And stop flowing with the hatred runnel.