Martyr, the word doesn't exist,
If humanity can rule to persist.
Hatred and Vengeance are the list,
I am looking to punch with my fist.
Taking the venom out of my self,
Is the first priority I stick on my shelf.
Ego and Envy are the bad evils,
They wrath our life like a devil.
Martyrs are souls resting with God,
They are living with peace abroad.
The world is no more a better place,
For Martyrs, heaven is the best base.
To live a life of love and care,
Is the best way of living, I swear.
By honoring all my kith and kin,
A new world will truly begin.
you are right...the root of all evils is the ego and envy...
ReplyDeleteI echo Sumana. Taking the venom out of ourselves first is the way, the only way. Yet sometimes, I too want to lead with my fist.
ReplyDeleteOh yes. Their sacrifice evokes such passion!
ReplyDeleteI love the sentiments in your closing stanza. Very nice.
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