Great Room Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Great room
Of the beautiful world,
They live here,
But fiercely quarrel with each other,
They never understand
They are true brothers,
Dark cloud pervades the sky,
It becomes darker and darker,
They fight with each other,
Even they kill each other,
It's blood and blood,
Fear and anxiety reigns everywhere,
Will it ever end?
It's the most difficult question at this juncture,
Only the brightest stranger knows the answer.