Sometimes!

Sometimes you need to be harsh, to change the stars. Which were bright white then, now yellow.
To change the course of war, leading nowhere but far.
Turning strong men then, now mellow.

Beings turned into corps, for the sake of change.
Lives brought to death, for unneeded gains.
Chopped wings of the birds & innocent slain.
Happy world past then is bloody abattoir again.

Sometimes you need to fight, the wars hard faught.
Which leads to freedom & independent thoughts.
Though body may end up being full of broken bones & scars.
You may then peacefully die in silence, bringing back humanities happy hours!

By- R Gupta 29/06/2018