Time flows freely

Like just a grain of sand in the hour glass

Emotions, thoughts and ramblings

Giving it a logical direction

Procastinating until now

Hundred years is too long

For thoughts to get assembled

But a fleeting thought latches

Taking you on a different path

May be new ideas, reminiscing

A long lost thought perhaps

Those bloodshed streets

Battles need to be won

Through the guns, through the wires

What will happen to families

And ‘wher’ will children play

Or they will fight till no one is left

Hundred years ago

Hundred years from now

To those, does the bell ring

Screaming out loud

Please!! Let peace endure.