War, A Flourishing Business. Poem by M. Asim Nehal

The blood of the innocent,
the cries of the victims,
the pain of the fallen,
the sorrow of the heart,
the instruments of death,
the tools of the brave,
the weapons of the war
the weapons of the war,
the source of power

The guns, the bullets,
the shells, the grenades,
the bombs, the missiles,
the weapons of the war.

War, a flourishing business,
human lives are petty in front of sale of weapons.