Another decade of conflicts,
where the innocence gets to sacrifice
thousands of cries get unheard
and the spoken souls to be hanged.
Are we still living in such generation ,
where ties matter more than this trivial situation?
Humanity being given up
lacking that helping hand of communication.
Are we fair to live and
watch the tiny souls being buried deep?
Air we breathe and dream to explore,
being exploited with that smoke of rivalry.
Threats being taken with a casualty
and kindness leaving the grounds .
Glad that we are alive
but the suffocation leaving behind,
craving for that drop of water
to quench their souls.
Having a mind spectating the daily commotion,
a perplexion of scenario crowding around
asking their last bit of hope to live,
living the darkest of all dreams
blood and darkness around-
only the death playing the escape.
Is it fair for the people to suffer
and their minds and souls being terror?
In a world of such darkness at a par ,
us staying at home at peace under a roof
does it seem fair?
The hand which used to rock the cradle,
asking their sacrifice to let the cradle being free,
young minds into captivation
adults forced to watch the sorcery ,
leaving the youth of the innocence and liberation
instilling it with nothing but fear and cries.
Can’t we be together in letting this minds free,
build another kingdom
which counts peace as the only slogan,
and humanity cherish their minds.
In a generation where we have climbed
to reach the milestones,
can’t a little help be offered.
Letting the nations be free from this chaos
and humanity still chase the hearts.

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