The gate


In all the wars of the
yore and the present,
between countries,
faiths, and race
who won?
who is winning?

Wild wars
a game of losers,
a cage where
the most powerful,
the most weak
are insecure prisoners.

The mysterious burden
the gate is wide open.

© supratik 2021
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Bhi

A very deep poem – as always.

These lines sum up the situation very well.

the most powerful,
the most weak
are insecure prisoners.

great work,

bhi

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