Wednesday, January 5, 2011

When shall we have a Home in Glory Land?

With the dawn of a fresh year, there have been resolutions taken, policies reformed and predictions given for the future. The diminutive issues like possibility of QE3 and existence of monumental national debt in the US, and conflicts encircling currency devaluations around the world in the short run, along with the heftier elements like Revolt against the bankers, Vaccine against AIDS, the discovery of dark matter etc. are some that look certain to happen. (see here) Plus, it is just as frightening to see another dot com bubble looming with most of the tech-equities overvalued as to see the Chinese ruling the world.

Positives and negatives, certainty and uncertainty. But, what doesn't seem to abate is the savagery, baptised 'war', that has taken the world to abyss. With over 25 extant combats, we still are cruising through our lives with precariousness lurking behind, the disturbing story of Ayesha and Taliban last year among many others being a damning manifestation.

So here it is, inspired from various artists from Bob Dylan to Guns n Roses, a teensy message depicting the dark side of the world. The world that would be better left forgotten and never to be conjured upon. The world of annihilation, demise and bereavement, the world that no common man hankers.


                     The Crimean War with the Russian Victims. The laceration and the gore.


For the Love of Mother Earth, let Peace prevail.

Hate is all we have in our heart
We fed fear.
Vengeance is all we have in our blood
We breathed fire.

Living under the same sun
Walking under the same moon
Why is it we wanna kill each other?

Shame is all we have in our history
We wanted blood-shed.
Disgust is all we have in our past
We celebrated genocide.

Living under the same sun
Walking under the same moon
Why is it men wanna kill each other?

Will this world ever change?
Will our fellow-men ever find peace?
The presidents give speeches while the poor gets buried
The rich gets richer while the poor gets buried.

Let us hope for a better place to live
Let us hope for a better life to live.
All we ever had and have now is hope
coz if it weren't for hope
the world would tear apart!

Living under the same sun
Walking under the same moon
Why doesn't men think of living as one?

-G'tam.

2 comments:

  1. gauti..awesome man.i got goose bumps..u wasted 4 years in gce..u could ve tried somethin else.."Hate is all we have in our heart
    We fed fear.
    Vengeance is all we have in our blood
    We breathed fire."..I like this..wat a way to start ur poem..

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  2. Flattered my friend. N yeah thanks for the comment :)

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