Where has the peace gone?

A small poem on the changing times, which have their positive and negative aspects, all to be understood well.

(Year 1950)

Life was so beautiful, from morning to evening. We enjoyed the road to school, birds chirped and peace lingered. We were free to roam the city from every nook to corner. All were friends, birds, animals, and we humans. Peace was gracious. The minds of the people were clean, the children played without fear, the world was calm with no dangerous threats. Peace danced. Gorgeous days.

(Year 2000)

Life is so insecure, from afternoon to night. We fear the road to school, we maybe kidnapped, the peace has gone. We are forced to be in homes. There may be destructive bombs. Criminals roam at large, nobody is to be trusted. Peace has demolished. People are disloyal, the children are restricted to play. We can’t have sound sleep, we may have a nuclear attack. Peace is absent. Where are those wonderful, peaceful days?—Anonymous.

Published by ambikajha

I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write.

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