War In The Gulf
Poem By Pratap Jayavanth
As sleep descends silently like a dense fog to envelop the whole city,
The old and young in homes and hotels relax in beds of warm luxury.
Suddenly, all around, screaming sirens spear the Arabian tranquillity,
Brutally shaken, men, women and children listen to impending danger,
With beating hearts, they scramble through a maze of chaos to safety,
The more cautious, with gas masks, the less fortunate with wet towels,
Earth-shattering sounds reverberate as they watch in horror and anxiety,
Different nationalities together today, bound by fear but united in hope,
As silent prayers escape from parched throats to seek out the Almighty.