Why I ask what they have done
To die such a horrible death
An old ailing father has to arrange For his younger sonís wreath Arenít we leaving in a democracy? Till yesterday we were all free To wine and dine anywhere Or all this was a politicianís hypocrisy Cameras were flashing Reporters were yapping Blood and bodies everywhere Helpless I sat there just watching Called up my friends To ask they were fine Fearing each time When was not getting through the line Death is so easy living is tough Surrounded by darkness I am lost My each breath is costing a soldier his life I owe this one to the dead heroís wife. Now no more I will cry No one will die Itís the time for action Dare government says we will try Then I will say Change the entire history Celebrate and jubilate Today is the real Independence Day
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Shweta Kelkar.Published on e-Stories.org on 04/06/2009.
No reader comments have been written yet Shweta Kelkar will appreciate your opinion!
Our authors and e-Stories.org would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!
Previous title Next title
Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the e-Stories.org submission rules?Please let us know!
Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!
More from category"War & Peace" (Poems)
Other works from Shweta Kelkar
Did you like it?Please have a look at:
Read poems and short stories in 7 languages.
Publish your own works, get feedback from your readers and make friends all over the world!