POEMS

Simple Truth

The leg will slip
The neck will break
When a hasty
Step You Take.

And if you carry
A bomb with you
A flash and bang
Will change the view.

You have killed many
Whom you knew not
You have done a crime
That we hardly forget.

Blood and flesh
Strewn everywhere
Dead or missing
Or wounded without cover

May be not friends to you
Nor foes either
Not seen them
Nor love or hated either

But you have wronged them
Those that would easily befriend you
Your thinking is wrong
You have lost  the right view

You traders of death
You dealers of fears
Your bomb does not scare us
And for you we have no tears

You sly foxes, you make
Our mountains your dens
And from their send your creeds
To our peaceful plains

We will still exist
No matter how hard you strive
You alien, You sly killer
Migrating to our lands in two's and three's

No religion permits
You To spill your brother's bloods
You should understand this Simple Truth
It is not very hard.