A Whine Poem by Vishwa Menpara

A WHINE
A Soldier complains to God……………….
"What on earth you made
For the wandering human eye
That spirited boundaries
And I am here to sigh.

You made valleys, mountains
That all abides with peace.
You made something that shared
As though the tall towering trees.

You made flowers, rivers
That all flows with peace.
You made birds of sweetest sound
And gentle mild breeze.

You made golden glared nature
Of all helpful deeds
But what on heavens land you made
That charred the dearly peace? ? ?

You made such valuable nature,
The abode of heavenly silence
But what cost you a cruel eye
That was to hoist violence.

What cost you the earthly wars
By that violent cruel eye
What cost you the religious bars
By that blind-folded eye."…………

……………"The COST…..I suppose
Over thousand dares of death
And lakhs of deathly lives
With millions of SACRIFICING BREATHES"