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Thousands I saw at a glance

But not dancing daffodils

They were not in an array

Or any milky bay around

They were muddy and rotten

Won’t even last a wind

Crying kids and sickly oldies

Tiny humans, bony and frail

All clustered, eyeing at sky

Any special star shoots there?

Or any goddess passes by?

Dashed a helicopter, still so high

Packets of food poured from sky

People in haste jumping so high

Even kids were trodden

Women being pulled off

They cannot be blamed

Hunger makes anyone blind

Thousands I saw at a glance

Humans crying and ailing

Sons killed and daughters lost

Spouses missing and illness spreading

Havoc everywhere, mind bleeds

Why men fight, suffer and die?

Peace be our sword to fight the wrath

Perseverance should be our shield

Revolution we need, but not bloodshed

Renovation should start form our mind

Keep your heart devoid of hatred, and

Oiled with love and compassion