(War in no form brings pride to a country,it just destroys but it's sad how in the 21st century where the technology is so advanced, people still insist on fighting wars. This poem is a sarcastic account, portraying the image of destruction caused by war and how it could be dealth with peace.)

War? It's great.
It just wound many and kill a thousand,
Leaving mental injuries forever unmend.
What good does peace do?
Nothing,just prevent countries from becoming bloodbaths;
Directing youth to bright paths.

War? It's great.
It causes parents to loose their sons;
Lovers to let go their beloved ones.
What good does peace do?
Nothing,just save people from meaningless battle,
And allow the lovers to happily settle.

War? It's great.
It just makes few orphans and kills few before birth,
But, isn't gaining more power gives battle it's worth?
What good does peace do?
Nothing,just allow children live a life better,
Being the "nation's future" their progress matter.

Knowing all the merit and flaw
Decide wheather it's ink or saw.
Your small act can change the world,
Helping the colour of calmness to get unfurled.
~Ipshita

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