Peace Or Glory?

A haunted dream reeling in
My bloodshot eyes on the prowl
With hours of darkness reeling in
Should I dream or do howl?

Streaming nests of bats flock in
None to ask, just can scream
With my scream so good will cost these thin
A penny more for things so mean.

A flawless world they live in
Poor grow poor, lean and thin
Money stacks mountains high
Hunger grows, far too high.

Riches go beyond number
They do spend out of number
Food and slumber bought by riches
Pain for food, grievance by poor.

Men that die for next day meal
Rice made 1 for their need
Some lack paises for their feed
Should they beg or do steal?

Are they slaves, no great men
They feed cows, goat and hen
Yet they die, hunger elapse
Should they cry? Live for traps?

Corrupt mind, corrupt thoughts
Is corruption what we bought?
Millions have shed their lives for free
Do we shed tears, for the world we see?

Corrupt minds grow in number
Fame and shame with gold they slumber
Hunger grows in ways not fair
Money needed to make the world more fair.

A mean less thought, means so broad
Crores and Crores stacked abroad
Will ever we grow in fame?
Or hung heads down in shame?

Peace or Glory for corrupt minds?
Pain and tears for mere men
Should we change our thoughts to heed?
Poor go poor, will they eat?

Akshay Raja

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Akshay here! this poet has written 110+ poems and is still trying to improve his works. if you think my poems are well ( i think i need to improve those) pls dont hesitate to comment. also check my blog for my latest updates that's all folks!

Last updated April 18, 2012