Where They Come From?
Bullet or a bomb
Both are blind and numb
Wall or a roof
Body or a soul
Wherever they hit
They make a pit
Make all foul
Trees and flowers
People like towers
Concrete or soil
Plastic or foil
Glass or lumber
In no time they spoil
Scenes of love
Peace and dove
They aim to destroy
Happiness and joy
Whenever they explode
It's life they erode
Flesh and blood
Spills like flood
Limbs are found
Spread on the ground
Menfolk, womankind,
Progenies altogether bind
Innocent or cunning
Waking or slumbering
Standing or running
Genius or goof
Seek no proof
Make no distinction
Just one single shot
Puts the whole world
On the verge of extinction!
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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