What will give life to the wounded

Who will erase all the pain

Of the forgotten the lost and the weary

As their suffering mounts once again

The hands of destruction are structured

To label their foreheads in vain

Those without blinders are walking

In circles with handfuls of shame

I pledge my allegiance to earth

As she trembles for fear of her death

My sorrow instilled by the value

Of each indiscriminate breath

Held tight in the horror of conflict

Incited by those who march on

To the beat of a drum called tradition

In the name of a god that is none


©Kay Salady




About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on June 2, 2011, in poetry and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Shaik.Hussain

    masha allah kya khoob likha aapne allah aapko aur kamyabi ata farmaye ameen!!


  2. A good poem on the senselessness of war. Let this inspire us to think of ways to avoid war. Like many other things, it also begins at home. Nations fight the same way families feud, the same way fights occur between people of the same family. Only with nations the scale is so large, so is the ‘collateral damage’. Perhaps to avoid war we can start by loving each other …


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