Non-Violence

By Shrija Roy

The fire is burning

The shadow is growing

The outcome has been won

Lost a thousand to gain just one

Darkness creeps in

Aggression was the sin

The result of cowardice,

Dressed as violence

Raise your voice

Not your hand

Non-violence is not 

For the feeble grand

To stab without injure

To hurt without maim

The hollow heart of non-violence

Is transparent to knives of flame

Live in a cage of rage 

Or in a world of coalesce

Anger is just a snag

Non-violence is for the strong-willed hand 

By Shrija Roy