The Unpopular Venue

Young and old they assemble
To witness the unknown battle
With firearm they reach the war zone
The battle was a walkaway victory
The minority won without firing a bullet
Corruption

I was in a sleep after a long day
Dreaming and shouting freedom to the servants
"Freedom must ring!"
When should they reject the royal call?
When would they fight the war?
What oath should the warrior maintain?

A man's fart smells not for the rich!
The pen is a responsibility not a burden
If I'm to fight even in dreams, the pen is so vigorous a weapon.

Allow me to coin one word versus thousands bullets of your rusted gun
My ink flows fast like a flood in the "banta faros"
Call me hallucinations
As you shout in dreams
Even with microphone
The fool remains true
The fighters won and the mourners lose
The fighters weep after the reaping
The mourners still mourn.
Mourning the known and unknown
The killing is massacre!

The bomb is launched to the unknown venue.
The projected killing, the jingling
The misery of man is his wealth.
Wealth can't buy health!
How are you not confiscated the vanity of faith?
When your fate is in the world of Vanity?
Faith is the unpopular venue
Often mixed with fate
Vanity is the main reason for the unfinished wars?
Why fight unowned battles?
How would you celebrate its victory?
The bitter sweet victory of foreign battles;
The agony of misplaced emotions!
The futile trial of trivial murders
How much are you paid for the corpses?
Remember the killing is massacre!
So the burial is surely mass.
In answerable to any war
Be sure to carry the mighty pen
It travels to the "unpopular venues"
The mind is its ultimate driver!
The pen is simply mightier than the gun.