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When the comfort zone becomes the battlefield

Ever wondered how scary wars are?
But shouldn’t I be used to it
because it happens everyday here?
But how do I explain my heart the concept of getting used to it
where he sits there in my chest
pounding on every scream
waiting for a day to come when this will end
when it will see peace, silence, love, solace, beauty
and only then will it beat to its normal rhythm
because here it skips a beat on every scream not in the fear of this fight being about him
but the fear of this being never ending
Fear of not being able to escape this war
This war where the battlefield is his own house
the assassins and the victims both are his loved ones
Where he does not understand the family tree because for him it has never been that way
And ask that kid how much he loves an escape!
Ever wondered how hostile they feel at home?

– Indeed There is an urgent need to stop Wars

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A rebel who tells stories in the form of snippets and poems.

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