Theme: War

A Better Tomorrow...

How much longer? Will we ever get back to our home?
Will we hear again the chirping sounds, watch the stars,
smell the petrichor, listen to the pitter-patter?
Yes, my child, I assure you things will be fine.
Take my word!
But this moment, we’ve got to flee.

Wonder when we brushed our teeth, took a shower;
I don’t know if it is a Sunday or a Monday.
Will I get back to school? Will I meet my playmates?
Certainly, my love, you will have happy times again.
Take my word!
Right now, we’ve got to sleep in these bunkers
and move at short notice.
The enemies are advancing.

Who are these enemies? Why are they interested in our land?
My child, most people in the world are good, they want others
to live happily; but yes, some men want everything
for themselves, and kill innocent people to gain more…
It’ll all be fine soon. Take my word!

An earth-shattering sound
Shards of broken glass all around.

Dad! Get up. Open your eyes, speak…
I want…. I want to go home!


More By  :  Hema Ravi

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Touching words, Hemaji.
Let's pray for a better tomorrow.

11-May-2024 11:41 AM

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