The need for world peace
by Aarna P.
(Gurgaon, Haryana, India)
Giggles and chuckles flutter in the meadows,
Prancing ponytails, peekaboo under the tree's shadows,
Protected below the blanket of the quiet sky,
A realm of peace, a paradise to the eye.
Blood that drenched the earth for so long,
Wars waged for reasons all wrong,
Lives took by the swish of a sword,
Reason and truth are entirely ignored.
Countless sacrifices gave the gift of peace,
A dream that was hard to believe.
Upholding the values of freedom and liberty,
A vow to protect them until eternity.
Daddy no longer goes to wars,
Mummy doesn't wait for him at the doors,
A battlefield has ceased creating orphans,
Innocent no longer killed by the shot of guns.
Parents don’t send their sons to battle,
Young soldiers are not slaughtered as cattle,
Imperialism by the powerful is not tolerated,
Sovereign borders are always respected.
The politics of hate is completely dispelled,
Value of human life and liberty upheld,
Humans are not judged by the colour of their skin,
Opportunities for all to compete and win.
A world paved towards progress and prosperity,
Rejecting the age-old tradition of disparity,
Uniting to create a glorious tomorrow,
Crushing together all misery and sorrow.
Brothers and sisters of the world hold hands,
From the deserts of Africa to the Asian lands,
Restoring peace for the generations to come,
The orchestra of peace, played with a strum.