The First Nuclear War Poem by Akhtar Jawad

It was sewn in middleeast,
the seed was was imported,
but the plant grew on the soil of middle east,
A fighting country was in adverse condition,
a nuclear attack was the only way to save that country.

Prime Minister of Pakistan received a hot call,
from Indian Prime Miniter,
the two Prime Miniters agreed to withdraw
their forces two hundred kilometers behind the boarders,
It all happened in a day,
in the night the people of the subcontinent slept peacefully!