What is 'Right' and what is 'Wrong'?
"We shall find peace. We shall hear angels.We shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds"
Anton Chekhov
All ready, packed and set to go,
In a few hours is my flight.
Over the morning's cup of tea,
In the Southeast London home,
I switch on the TV.
And lo and behold!
Like a bolt, the NEWS comes through
There is a bomb scare at Heathrow:
A major terrorist plot has been unearthed,
An attempt to blow up the planes has been thwarted.
And all the flights have been cancelled...
I postpone my departure by five days,
Rebooking my flight for 15th of August-
Our Independence Day...
And it sets me thinking, how insecure we are
In our world today!
On the one hand, unjust wars are fought,
Women and children die every day.
One-armed, one-legged, paralyzed torso-down
children are admitted in the hospitals each day...
One country in enraged revenge,
'Carpet bombs' another for days;
A whole Nation is raised to ground,
In a matter of few days...
Another under the pretext of hiding
the 'Weapons of Mass Destruction'-
the so called WMDs- is attacked,
and within no time destroyed
beyond recognition...
For a few barrels of oil each day,
Thousands of civilians are killed every day,
Prisoners tortured in inconceivable ways,
Women raped in drunken states,
Old testaments and precious relics,
Monuments of culture, history and civilization,
Evidence of human progress over ages,
Of oldest civilization on this Earth-
Are burnt in most callous ways...
On the other hand the terrorist organizations,
Mushroom all over the world every day:
Now their 'Net-works', work with precision,
Planning attacks in every which way...
Planes are highjacked, market places are bombed,
Trains and underground transport systems
Are blown up in various ways...
And now they are so desperate in their efforts,
Ready to lay down their lives for the 'Cause'!
They have taken to 'Suicide-Bombing'-
A novel way to attack-
Young lads still in their 'Teens',
Are 'chosen' for the 'sacrifice'!
Back-packed with bombs hugging their young bodies,
They blow themselves up, killing thousands around,
No evidence is left, no one is arrested,
The perpetrator dies with the bomb...
And we stand gaping in unbelievable surprise,
And are stupefied with shock:
Why have the things come to such a pass?
You are not sure the person next to you,
Is a friend, or a foe in disguise?
Why can't we overcome our differences,
And live in peace and harmony?
Why can't we consider ourselves as brothers,
Why can't we be friends?
We are all 'God's Children'- the human species.
Why can't one Nation help the other?
Why can't one religion 'tolerate' the other,
Why can't one man love another...
These question keep popping up in mind...
No war is a just war,
No war hero, is really a hero,
There is no 'cause' for terrorism,
No reason is valid to fight,
No reason to take innocent lives-
When so many innocent lives are at stake,
When so many human beings die,
There, where human lives are in question,
It can only be 'Wrong';
No 'Cause' can be 'Right'!
It just cannot be 'Right'!
And,
I sit in the No-Man's-Land of Existence,
Contemplating
What is 'Wrong', and what is 'Right'?
And people queue up out side the airport,
Rain-drenched, insecure, stupefied...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
London, 10th August 2006
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2006-09-22 at 02:30
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