Unless man does something to stop destroying our world with wars, bombs etc. it could be lost forever
A REQUIEM FOR THE WORLD
How sad the Lord when he looks down
Upon a World of bombs and war
Evil men with devil hearts
Who kill and maim both rich and poor
While people starve and children cry
Where no one listens and hearts are cold
The only music is the sound
Of the lone piper's Requiem
A World that once knew peace and joy
Where children played and laughed aloud
Long now gone that joyous place
There's just the lonely sound of the Requiem
Gita Ashok
A finely penned thought-provoking verse.
A finely penned thought-provoking verse.
'Tis sad indeed. Your poem is moving...