y are there wars n y doesn't poverty end?
y are there still primitive humans in this moden world?
y aren't there some understanding or giving in among humans?
the power craze still goes on, who is greater n who is not..
the news are still full of nations at war with each other..
Are they blind or deaf?
don't they see that the ones who truly suffer are the innocent ones,
the ones who really cry are not their hurt soldiers but..
its their mothers n children..
their own future..
future?
there is no such thing for them.
they live for the here & now
for the only noise they would have listened to while growing up is that of gun shots,
the only colour they know is red,
from that which is gushing out of the freshly dead bodies outside their homes,
the only touch they know is that of a mother,
for that is the only place they cling onto at all times out of fear...
they grow without role models...
no one to call papa...
and here we are... in a greener pasture, scowling and getting irritated with our parents,
they eat rye bread day in, day out and occasionally porridge, & meat is luxury
and here we are... irritated when the food served at home has no meat or something we particularly like
Y does all this happen? There are still marginalized lot in the community we live in,
they never cease to exist... & the lines of poverty & war doesn't seem to meet a common ground...
of compromise or of any love...
love... tats the missing link in it all... there is none.. The world lacks some love.. in all things big or small. The past 14th February saw majority in the world celebrating love, of special kind, in the name of a man who died to also, save love.
Everyday has to be Valentines then, if thats' what it takes to inject some love into the world. But for now thats' what the world lacks... a bit of love...
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