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Everywhere we see the glaring images of people groaning in pain, incessant scenes of confusion, bloodshed, personal tragedy of families and so on. ...

A view of greenery,

The silence of nature,

But there is nothing “Natural” about this scene.

Instead of chirping,

All we hear is the hissing of the burning tyres.

It is a scene after a serial blast.

As time progresses we can hear the lower tones

Of humans moaning out of pain.

It is a scene of death.

A murder of human spirit.

A murder of humanity.

A murder of the democratic spirit;

Anything-aspiring equality;

Anything inspiring truth;

Or striking the soul for a change:

Why is violence sought out?

Why is it seen as the means to attaining Equality?

Is “Bloodshed” the means to a fair end?

Why is the act of disillusioned humans regarded as ‘glory’ by groups?

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Manivannan Sadasivam said…
hi ambi,

Hru...? (hope you remember me) I'm happy that i stumbled upon your blog. Read a few posts. Wonderful. I liked the poem THE PERPETUAL CRUSADE

“Existence” will cease to be;
At the end of this glorious war!

beautiful lines...i never knew the poetess in you :) also liked THE SOLITARY WINNER.

i just started to blog (i know u will be surprised :)). visit mine(you will:)).

Take care,
Keep blogging,
mani
9 October 2008 at 11:06 pm
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