Let Us Destroy All Arsenals Poem by Sasanka Sekhar Panda

My little cute daughter
had a colorful balloon
in her tiny tender hands,
when punctured and
exploded with a boom,
she cried inconsolably.

If my darling daughter
can't withstand the sound
created by the bursting
of a balloon,
how can she
withstand the horror of
the explosion of a bomb.

I don't want to see
a single child crying.
Let us give one rose each
to every child on this earth
and destroy all the arsenals
to start a new world
devoid of aggression
and devastating war.