War
In the early morning,
When I opened the window,
Blood was running like flood.
But, what I wanted to see was
the dawn’s sun.
When I opened the door,
I saw dead bodies.
But what I wanted to see was,
the beautiful flowers.
“What is happening?”
I asked the others.
“War” answer came.
I couldn’t go out.
– Vijikala
( Yogaswami Home / Class 9)
10/2004
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