War

A bullet in his chest,

The soldier was on duty at West.

He was firm,

Blood started to flow, ceaseless but warm,

Nobody knew who was he,

They said let it be.

He had a sweet little family,

In the garden he sown a Lily.

He came home unknowingly,

The fatherless boy came smilingly.

He laid the Lilies on his chest,

And said, 'My father was the Best!'

Can you remember the life, died?

No you can't, because they lied.

For the sake of Nationalism,

They don't even care of Humanism!

So the boy, became an army man,

And he banished, equal to his father's lifespan!

Lot more family men died that day,

When they switched the fake decision of fray.

If war can be the only path,

Hitler would be the governor of entire earth.