Cold War, a symbol of peace
Rather than moving on civil war
It is brain storming to push along
In the light of flourishing beam
Under the sky in broad day light.
It is better to proceed on war
Face to face with sword and quiver
But in the modern world it is dislocated
By killing the lives of the animals
Trees, plants and creepers for switching
Love and sympathy in contrast to abhorence.
Life is made up of sobs and sniffles
With the combination of truth not hazardous
To awaken the dead soul overnight.
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