Freewill Of Change Poem by Bonics Bachinela

In solitude thoughts are wandering,
Listening to musical sentences of the wind,
Superfluous and unmindful of evaporating dew,
Gradually fading in increasing temperature of the day.

Recollecting the past in serenity,
And reckoning of how time had elapsed,
How had the pains of the past deeply pierced,
And how had the hoax left scars of agony.

Those were moments evaded for some reasons,
For the good old days had turned gloom,
Trying to curtail memories of warfare woes,
Which ended up lives and stoned a zillion hearts.

The lives lost by avarice and dominion of others,
Remembered in sorrows and eclectic morose,
At several points caused remorse
Of the pride to swallow to eradicate dark and horrendous hollow.

Perhaps it is futile to look back in retrospect
For the blood shed was already shed,
The lives lost were already lost,
And, the pains instilled was already instilled.

But at least it is something to learn for
And worth remembering for,
To convince each one's awakening,
Opening the eyes in reality- -
To cease the devious stakes of greed and piracy.

The years of atrocities and debacles,
The Ill-gotten money and power of insignificance,
Friendships broke of entices and devious connivances,
Religious faith put to extreme tests,

The apprehensive bets and stakes of lives,
To losers causing terror,
To winning rodomontades just a short-termed happiness
Of the dirty wealth acquired, dirtily conspired.

The material glitters have lured many to lair
into oblivion, a hardest place to endure,
A lot have forgotten the most valuable rule,
'In due time one must pay the debt of nature'.

Already a boredom the cry of valediction,
For egocentrism had initiated and avarice had penetrated
Resistance already caused conflagration
And, hopefully to goodness of mankind be the dominion.

A time to change and a time to abate,
The habitual gambits, so to eradicate,
Be reminded of life- a no longer matter of chance,
But in one's own freewill, a matter of change.