A small expectation form you

a poem by Mabel Annie Chacko

Oh! Militants,
On the paradise on earth,
what do you gain,
by fighting against
your Motherland?
Aren’t you human beings?
Don’t you possess a heart
As I do?
Aren’t you born on the same land
That I am born on?
Aren’t we the sons and daughters
of the same Mother Earth?
Then why are we fighting against each other?
Oh! Why can’t we live
Like sisters and brothers,
Oh! Why there is no room for peace and harmony?
Oh! Why are we fighting just for mere money
which can be earned by other legal means too,
Oh! My brothers and sisters,
throw away your weapons,
and live in peace and harmony.
Oh! Please do…