Divergent Thoughts: Set of Haikus

In the name of God
Millions tortured, maimed and killed
Still preach the gospel

The prophet of peace
Followers kill in his name
Mute spectators all

Tower of Babel
Merciful God’s punishment
Cursed diversity

Children of the book
Monotheistic all but
Which one is greatest

We want lasting peace
But peace on our own terms though
While the world suffers

Lie, cheat, commit sin
As long you serve our purpose
Get a mulligan

We worship same god
Speak different languages
Different, we fight

We speak same language
But worship different god
Different, we fight

Worship same, speak same
Different color of skin
Different, we fight

What is different
Language, color, religion
Same blood flows in vein

 

Wish

Wish things would have turned out different
It was not to be, but is there a need to weep
Struggle for ideals supported must go on
Hardly it is time to recede and be a recluse

Wish for a better future for the country
In ourselves we must have faith in defeat
Swamped in despair and sadness we may be
Hold our heads high we must to thrive

Wish for a march forward for progressive ideals
Inclusiveness be the battle cry in our resolve to strive
Shoulder our responsibilities we must bravely
Hard though the fight may be to preserve our rights

Wish for the best to the winner and prosperity to our land
Indeed be magnanimous in defeat but be on our guard
Strength in numbers will be overruled by electoral college
Henceforth resolve to work to overturn the archaic garbage

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Write anything Wednesday Nov-9-2016

 

 

Wish:Week Forty One of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with the Letter ” W”

Wish it would not have happened. Wish things would have turned out to be different. Wish the country we love would not be marching towards being a hotbed of archaic policies reversing all the progress made in recent past.  But if wishes would have been horses…

No point weeping over what happened.  What was not supposed to happen, did happen.  Pundits were proved wrong.  Religious rights holding their noses, in their pursuit for the control of the womb, voted for a man who would hardly fit the definition of a religious person.  What a hypocrisy. This election, for all intents, was fought only on one issue by the conservative rights, for a total control of SCOTUS for next few decades.  The person who tweeted vigorously in 2012 against the electoral college, will be elected the 45th president not on the basis of popular votes, but on the basis of the archaic garbage of history carried over from the founding of the first democratic country of the world. What an irony.

I was thinking of skipping my post for Write Anything Wednesday today.  But what is the point of weeping alone.  Saw many posts on my reader about the election.  The tune of all the posts were more or less similar, a nostalgic wish for a different result.  But wishing alone will not change the result.

Wishing is one thing and working towards achieving one’s ideals another.  To that end, I chose the word “Wish” as the starting word of my poem for week forty one of my fifty two weeks journey with the Letter “W”.

I feel good that I decided to write my blog today.  It had lifted my gloom, tomorrow is another day and I am ready to face it, come what may.

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This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Nov-9-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings