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"If you want peace, be prepared for war Which is a sure thing without any either - or. Is there anyone open to non-violence walk Who has that drive for a peace talk ? War must be fought think I, with no other solution Guns once bunkered up won't know dissolution. Call then the soldiers, set up the cannons Destroy the forts, bulldoze the mansions. Let unstinted carnage reign supreme everywhere Procure the bombs today that lay the earth threadbare. Not a soul should survive, I issue the command, If any peace - promoter found, send him on remand. Should one signal out any olive branch, Tell him peace has now no chance. Riding with power, I shall be the omnipotent supreme Subjugating the world to my feet is my only dream. Thought of war fails to give me moral jitter, War will be raged finally, with repercussions bitter. Sanguinary will be the history now as tainted will be the scene The seen will be unseen henceforth as the unseen will be seen. Enough of chasing elusive peace; now bullets from drone, Wives will wail now and mothers will groan". Thus finished he; History testifies that a dictator had his will, Throbbed the cruel heart saying go for the **** The heartless soul is deaf and dead to the peace notion You debate for; he only debates against the motion. War is a **** thing; a butchery; no act of a sage, Humanity must reign supreme for all the world's a stage. It's vivid that the aforesaid was uttered by a bragging wiseacre, For this song digs at such rulers; is, at bottom, a power caricature.
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 10:36 AM UTC
"A Power Caricature"
"If you want peace, be prepared for war Which is a sure thing without any either - or. Is there anyone open to non-violence walk Who has that drive for a peace talk ? War must be fought think I, with no other solution Guns once bunkered up won't know dissolution. Call then the soldiers, set up the cannons Destroy the forts, bulldoze the mansions. Let unstinted carnage reign supreme everywhere Procure the bombs today that lay the earth threadbare. Not a soul should survive, I issue the command, If any peace - promoter found, send him on remand. Should one signal out any olive branch, Tell him peace has now no chance. Riding with power, I shall be the omnipotent supreme Subjugating the world to my feet is my only dream. Thought of war fails to give me moral jitter, War will be raged finally, with repercussions bitter. Sanguinary will be the history now as tainted will be the scene The seen will be unseen henceforth as the unseen will be seen. Enough of chasing elusive peace; now bullets from drone, Wives will wail now and mothers will groan". Thus finished he; History testifies that a dictator had his will, Throbbed the cruel heart saying go for the **** The heartless soul is deaf and dead to the peace notion You debate for; he only debates against the motion. War is a **** thing; a butchery; no act of a sage, Humanity must reign supreme for all the world's a stage. It's vivid that the aforesaid was uttered by a bragging wiseacre, For this song digs at such rulers; is, at bottom, a power caricature.
This self composed poem, crafted in couplets, is an overt criticism of war and war loving autocrats around the world. In a nutshell, the anti-war piece portrays satiric caricature of a reckless war - promoting dictator ; not an individual but a type; a self - righteous dictator who falsely believes unsolicited war to be the only solution for peace.
rohit-chatrath
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36/M/Jalandhar, Punjab, India
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 10:36 AM UTC
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