Warmongers and weapon manufacturers <br />rest in their Castles <br />while the refugees <br />stuck in their tents. <br />What is the purpose of living <br />in this unbalanced cruel world. <br />This world must be divided <br />into two. <br />One for the desperadoes <br />and the other for mourners. <br />Where is the caretaker? <br />either he is on vacation <br />or he too suffer in the refugee camp? <br /> <br />* I remember my brother Lalith who showed me a very rare photograph. (During the World War (II) the German invasion in Russia, In the thick snow the two soldiers, Russian & German who were embraced and left their weapons aside.The death was certain due to the frostbite and not a single wound found.)<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/redemption-4/
