I see calls for wakefulness
I see sanctions all around,
Nuclear arms came from somewhere
Nothing that we, yesterday, found.

I see some with thousands of them
Some with a hundred or more,
Some with none and so the clamour
Why must unprotected be my shore.

Those, who with the ‘strikers’ sit
Claim they are responsible powers,
If everyone touts no first use
Then aren’t we storing dead “showers.”

There’s also talk of future stuff
Way more lethal than the “nuclear”,
Will someone tell us simple folks
What is coming, when, and how much deadlier.

Corny, is this big wise world
Man bereft of all his senses,
Closer now to the jungle than ever
A place of falsehoods and pretenses.

Meant to be deterrence, I’m told
Then, why discriminate,
You assume great wisdom
All else riff-raff, third rate.

How about Denuclearization
You know, just do away with them,
Those things ugly as they are
And, from which needless wranglings stem.

Let white flags fly everywhere
Let the phantom called Peace, reign,
Let’s bury the ghosts of hate and war
Let’s relieve ourselves of this self- inflicted pain.

Let’s denuclearize, let’s disarm
Naive as it may seem,
There is still time available
To repent, to redeem.

(The author is a prolific poet who has over 30 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06@gmail.com/ www.ashoksawhny.com)