Pakistan, As It Begs for Ventilators

Those who rain bombs on us And blow up innocent citizens too Are begging for ventilators That they may breathe The air heavy with the stench of corpses Those that have spread terror and pain That it may create space for their faith In all parts of the world Where better faiths flourished Are begging for ventilators that they may breathe Don’t they see what nature wants them to see For nature has rejected their terrible ways As they hungered for power, filled with hate Now they beg shamelessly to breathe If their terrible hearts were less burdened With the agony they farmed in others’ hearts Perhaps, nature would be more benign And let them breathe easier somehow But they must beg for ventilators From those that they wanted to destroy. Pakistan, you’re a nation doomed And your doom nature will celebrate. Ventilators, perhaps will reach you somehow For there’s a lot more kindness Where others like you do not rule But will those machines really help When your hearts and lungs are clogged with hate? - rajyogi https://rajyogi.wixsite.com/lifecoach