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Peace

a poem by Swarit Verma

I am annoyed
With the world of outside
Everywhere is bloodshed
Which makes everything
Red to white
I can see the
Tears in the eyes
Of the children for their dad
Lady for her husband
And husbad for his wife
Sister for the brother
And the mother for her child
O God, where is the peace?
For soul and for heart
Curse the people
Who makes
Somebody disheart
O God where is the peace?