War, War, War Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You are all
Going towards war,
But for what
That I know not.
Are you going
Without men?
No fly-zone
For what?
You are pulling
And pushing the common
Men for what?
War, war, war,
For what that
I know not.
We, the common men
Want some rice
Or a bread
Only two times a day.
We care not,
We have no time
To think about your
War-plan.
You are all going to
Destroy our peace life,
For what?
Tell me, my dear leaders,
Have you any right
To play with the life
Of common men like us.
We are no way
Connected with
Your plan and procedure.
Stop your nasty design
And save men and creatures.
You have no right
To interfere nature.