After the fatigue of the pandemic came the Ukraine war, exposing almost every nations double speak, the sorry state of economy, the ever widening gap between the “have’s and have nots” and then the mayhem caused by gunman in US, and one is left with a question “ what is it ?”

What is it ?
Is it the guns, is it the bombs
Or planes that rain
Fire from the sky
Is it knives, that stray inside
Unsuspecting beings
At unlikely times
Is it hunger, on its lonely walk
As brazen gluttony
Belches it’s gas
Or is it else, rotten that has spread
That we do see, yet won’t accept
For it means failure, collective of course
Of all we’ve achieved
That we love to flaunt
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Such a poignant and thought provoking poem Shashi
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