Peace

Written by Ashay Abbhi

When I was born,
I slept in my mother’s hands…
There wasn’t a bed for us,
Someone had bombed our lands…

When I was growing up,
I did not go to a school…
They’d set the building on fire,
I was educated without the rule…

When I became an adult,
I did not have a job…
The war had left nothing in the country,
Except a helpless angry mob…

When I grew old,
I had nothing to my name…
Only bullets to count and knives to shine,
I did not even have anyone to blame…

When I breathed my last,
I lay with the other bodies curled...
Heard my soul scream at me,
At last there’s peace in the world.


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