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Rated: ASR · Poetry · War · #1556037
The rockets hurled on civilians in the desert shall boomerang.

Rockets zero in on the targets
With a pin-pointed accuracy.
But those launching them have no regrets,
They gloat gladly in supremacy.

With no heart, they have a wicked mind,
That takes delight in bombing others.
They cause misery of the worst kind,
Viewing which a human soul withers.

Causing so much turmoil in desert,
Raising hell in mountains and in sands,
Treating men, women, children as dirt,
Prevents them not from deadly errands.

Human rights champions don’t observe
Those sacred rights in their brazen deeds.
They forget that they too shall deserve
Reprisal, having sown hatred seeds.

That day is certainly not far off
When the sullen silence of the grave
Will be shattered by the thunder of
Revenge pouring from a mountain cave.

• Written in abab, 9-9-9-9 format

* Initially written as entry 463012 in "WAR POETRY--award winner, WAR POETRY. Revised and posted as the present item on 3 May 2009.

M C Gupta
20 October 2006
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