The Chessboard Burns

I stand and watch

The pawns change colour 

As the chessboard burns. 

Thoughts rattled, ideas shackled

I often wonder how faith turns. 

Blind they are, following kings to wars

Being the first in fallen lines. 

Wrath of Nature, angered Gods? 

It's all your doing humans.

History repeats, blood and scar

Yet you don't learn love over waging wars.

~ Suranya

War Zone

The cry of the peacock haunts me 

The scared call of the animals beyond 

What have you done, mankind? 

Where are your moral grounds? 

We watch them burn 

Being grazed on the grounds 

Thousands of homes, 

Millions of hopes abandoned. 

All because Man wants 

War and progression; 

To develop a planet 

Where only the rich survive, 

Buy oxygen to breathe, 

Make synthetic food to eat 

And boast about a healthy life.

~ Suranya