When?

From then to now our people are dying;
Losing children, mothers and fathers
People are still living,
Arise a question, when is this peace-thirst
Going to stop? Tell!

The people who lost their fathers, left their mothers
in a market place when the shell fall over
The people who became corpse in seconds - their
Legs and hands spread in different sides
Like herds they had died

The people who promised ‘we will come’
In mouth full of words, became corpses down the corners
Broken in tears there are people who weaken in a second-
Seeing that number had been increasing from then to now
when?

In a time to go to school, in those childhood days
In that time where children supposedly play with sorrow less days
Those days where we ate tapioca and been happy became
The time where beast-mouth monsters residing with us

Clouds unite and thunder with lightning occurs
A breeze’s wave will run over our homes
Madness will be gone and the war will be ended
When is that real peace is going to blossom?

When are we going to live?

- K.Prasath
(Vipulanantha Home/ Class 10)