Wonders Of World Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Wonders of world

We have suffered most
Mental torture at enormous cost
Bombing from over head
And ground remains red with blood

How many of us were taken hostages?
Trained to become dreaded terrorists
Given training to become suicide bombers
To make target on innocent passers

Why were we chosen as conveyor?
Death merchant and mercenaries on prayers
What is their aim to turn world as red?
Let the curse befall when they are dead

How many of us are rescued?
Hell has turned enough of heat
We are rescued in large numbers
Now we shall move as free messengers

We have witnessed living hell
To whom are we going to tell?
Who will heal our broken mental power?
We still don't cry and see the wonders of world