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  237.     

The Unending War

Even before the world known wars,
men have alway been at war.
Every man lived and dwell in war.
War is part of our lives.

The war that divorce us.
Not minding our ideology and definition.
Into two world powers.
With great followers
not mind our levels of training and discipline.
Strenght and weakness,
poverty and wealth.

The line so thin we find ourselves crossing over every now and then.
With our interest deciding...

As I am part of this war,
so you are
The war of good and evil.
Where evil rides good.
May be, this war wil end,
when i take my last and for you too.
And history wil keep us alive.
 
Babalola Augustine Adeola

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  238.     

BEFORE THE WAR

“Before the war what was here? ”

Before the war
Here was a deep green valley
Gardens of Jamboline
Long ques of Cathartocapus trees
A cascade falling from heavens
A fine oval shaped lake
And a village nearby the lake.

In the village
Therewere playgrounds for children,
Public Parks, shortly ending bazars
And a vegetable market.

“What else was here before the war? ”

Before the war,
Masjid, Tample and Church exist in one and the same street
Allah, Bhagwan and God were friends
Hues, lights, flowers and birds
And butterflies roaming on flower gardens were here.

“Was there anything else here, before the war? ”

Before the war
Here was a money-lender’s wine shop
A shop of indigo
A hut of a lyricist
A parlour of a sitar-player
A talk of a pretty young lass
And a gang of young lovers

What else I tell you that
Before the war, there was no war here
And more importantly
There was no cemetry around.
 
Ishaq Samejo

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  239.     

3 A.12 Can War A Prelude To Peace Be?

To win or loose a disaster but be,
War can never ever be nice surely,
It settles nothing enrages only,
Can war a prelude to peace be?

Wining a war a mirage but be,
As wining a volcano is stupidity,
War an evil - just man’s butchery,
Peace only from understanding be.

War - a cowardly escape from reality,
From problems of peace and harmony,
Teaching us not to love our enemy,
And ever hating our allies certainly.

War - its own end never can be,
Peace - the goal that’s wanted truly,
Politics - without bloodshed war be,
War - with bloodshed politics surely.
© Munindra Misra
 
Munindra (Munnan) Misra

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  240.     

War

War

Some blunder wayfarers
Have stolen freedom of independent nation
Some blunder wayfarers
Have chained up my week- simple and easy brothers
If I deny to join the war
Then I can’t excuse me
Pardon me
Let me go on the way of death.

Who laugh in within conflagration of war?
The worthless men burn to ashes
By their roaring laughter
Only the ruined land stays
Killing the man who are war monger
Ruined land glitters at their eyes
Like the diamond.

Woman delivers the night
Man creates the war
If woman doesn’t deliver night
Then war would not be.

There are victory and defeat in war
If there would not be war
Victory and defeat would not come
Without victory the word-
Freedom would not come.
 
BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

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