The Arms of no cure

Crying, shoutings and wailings

heightened with gunfiring makes my heart

sink with pity.

Both the warriors and the realistic thinkers

                Those who are fighting for pleasure and

                Those fighting for defence.

                Those who call themselves warriors

                without knowing the principles of war.

Human Blood being split like

Water dripping from the river.

Tears of people being more than

What ocean contains.

                Arms of no cure!

                The Arms of no cure!

And knowing how just a pint of blood is

Important to a dying patient.

Still has not being a premonition to

natural creatures.

And seeing how peoples lives are being

Wasted by even the avarice and still

The planet on which we live have not revolved

And the aftermath shows that arms have

no cure.

                                                                                                 Written by Rosevita Nwoko