Dissipate war clouds!

When the war clouds
move about
The peace heaven
The dark world surrounds
The peace loving people
Who grope for light of hope
In the dark -
The lightening,
though it flashes
A little ray of bright world
Threatens to snatch
the sight of
Path finding civilians -
The thunder, blasts with
deafening sound - reducing
The surviving lives to terror
Stricken state -
Oh! let the war clouds
be dissipated
By call of humanism -
From all corners of the globe

M. Y. M. Meeadh