War-War

From very far
You see a war
And you say this
What a good affair war is
It looks more loving
Beautiful and appealing
But when you'll go near
You will find dear
War is ugly, very ugly
Who says it's a fair
It is a brute affair
If you see and scan
You will find
War is a product of brute in man
It is a strong wind
That ignites forest fire
And which engulf entire
Things as its food
Man kills man
What other things war can do
To human
It can only do
A lot of bloodshed
Of fellow being at border
You shot and he is dead
As he is on the opposite side
You count him as your enemy
I shot you and you at me
You see
I instantly died
And you escaped
You retreated
While I marched
You shot me dead
What had I done wrong
Only I was on the other side
Among the many
Of so called enemy
Voice from heaven
Hear man, hear man
What you call glory
By waging wars
By killing men
Destroying assts
Destituting women
History will feel sorry
For you
See
Wagers of wars
What you did
What you gained
All is loss for humanity
At the end
End of the wars

Shashikant Nishant Sharma