POEM: It Must Be Stopped

We have had two of them,

Don’t let it turn into a third one.

The world doesn’t need a third one.

The world doesn’t need one at all.

You’ve shown which side of history you want to be.

You’ve done an amazing job so far,

Don’t let your guard down now.

Keep your eyes open,

Don’t let the fog blind you.

Finish what needs to be done.

The madness must be stopped.

POEM: War

Long queues.

Miles of cars.

Borders.

Luggage.

Passports.

Women.

Children.

Seniors.

Pets.

Water bottles.

Sandwiches.

Railway stations.

Adhoc camps.

Portable beds.

Subway bunkers.

A baby born in the subway.

Men staying behind.

Explosions.

Broken windows.

Traffic jam.

Destruction.

Misery.

Death.

The sinister joke of the twenty-first century.