Let Us Rub Out the War Words

we are human on this earth, we are civilized animals first world, second world, third world we all are now on the queue of civilization first and second world war now in our remembrance; grievance in our sensitive trance yet we are on the forward march of universal humanism we can speak, write and paint a flock of birds, flying pigeons; not the war in advance we can speak, write and paint the flowers garden, serve the fragrance of variety flowers we can speak, write and paint the sympathetic charitable works of Mother Teresa we can speak, write and paint the long walk to freedom of Nelson Mandela, (freedom of physical along with revengeful mind) we can speak, write and paint the non-violent movement of Mahatma Gandhi not the scene of war, blood in advance we can speak, write and paint the seven great rivers, oceans, desert Sahara, waterfall We can speak, write and paint the blue sky with the crystal rainbow We can speak, write and listen the musical rhythm of the rain we can meditate on the music of love we can paint in our every diction, speech the red sun rising, the full bright moon not the red blood of the reborn war we can speak, write and paint the colors of divine love, the living unity of poor and rich, the living unity of man and woman without discrimination; not the blue scheme of war in advance let us we rub out the words, sentences, paintings of war in advance; let us each for other we make lifeboat to live in any tidal dance -October 16,2019 Chattogram