What strays in veins until it’s spent
It’s not lifeblood but desire to die
Martyrdom is that sacrament
Whose only truth is a naked lie/
Who talks never truth but a blatant lie !

This madness is inherited
For ages from fathers by sons
“That heart ain’t heart that has not bled”
Say politicians with smoking guns!

Why peace won’t prevail, why wars won’t end,
Men always invent sound rationale
To slay a ‘fiend’ who was once friend
They work out war to death’s detail!

Why many must die before peace can win
Why peace fails to heal hate’s hideous disease
Is war a virtual virtue, and peace, sinister sin
WHY COST OF WAR, BE, THE PRICE OF PEACE !!!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra