War Cry- Ashwini Subramanya

Red blood, stains the earth

In a mockery of life

Yet our peace remains

Wars are waged far, elsewhere

As images prevail

With eyes open wide

Splinters embed as mirages

Sleeping a sleep drenched in lye

Unmarked graves scream

As piled upon, are their keeps

A rubble of home

Loved ones and more, shattered lore

Of times simple treasured sure

Where are the answers

For life’s hypocrisy clear

Senseless greed revered_