The World Peace Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The world peace is still eluding
Major super powers are colluding
It is testing ground for weapons of mast destruction
Possibly from heaven they might have received instructions

World can be annihilated number of times
So much stock has of weapons has been racked on lines
We were never at such mercy and apathy
War is at next door if ignited without sympathy

Not a blade of grass will ever grow
No pure water in river may flow
The sky will be illuminated like thousand suns
The dead silence will be marked by no sound of guns

We have mastered the counter to counter systems
Only poison is mixed with soils to flow in stems
No future generation may be safe from radiation
Is there no way left for peace or reconciliation?

There is no win or loss in war
No one understands why it is fought for?
Who will benefit from war spoils?
What is there to gain when everything is on boil?

The use of weapons is no solution at all?
Peace should prevail and must be used as sincere call
It has more to give than to take in return
Let us give peace a real chance in turn

It is easy to wage a war than to strive for peace
Daily threatening postures and warning to release
Still no scope for imminent war but continuous fear
The continent eagerly await for peace but so much agony to wear

The world has witnessed two terrible wars
Its hostility is witnessed by the sky and stars
The atmosphere is threatened with chemical poisons
The world has to fear for with many reasons

First atomic fall on twin cities is just before us as an example
The peace has to be only criteria and to be entered as preamble
Let whole world constitutions forbid its use in future
We can convincingly face the population in future


Who will want to share the future blame?
History may blacken our face and name
A black ship on the name of humanity
A strong resolve to be made for amity

The atom bombs can be no deterrent
It is hollow thereat and is quietly apparent
But suppose it is falling in wrong hands
They will not differentiate between foes and friends

Let us dream for a stable world
Devoid of hostility and free from domination fold
Let everybody breathe the fresh air and feel the freedom
Such things can happen rarely or seldom