A huge crowd
Two salvators
One is the Ghost
And the other is ses
Millions of homelesses
Thousands are wounded
Lucky guys escaped
By the cool hands of the death
Tankers moves easily
Over the red flesh field
with their flag victory
Colourful refugee tanks
Food packets and blankets
Smiling redcross birds
Doctors drip and strip
Lens and pen medias
Day and night Coverages
analysis expert views
endless conclusions
It is not natural disaster
But a calamity in the Brain
One hand gave weapons
And the other holds food
Vinod Kumar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/calamity-5/
