Swords & knives in hands or bullets on waist & chest,
Or the Verses inscribed, then being sold, in ‘redact’!
As no philosophy or edict can alter natural instincts,
Ephemeral opened passages, alas were lost in phases.
No intergovernmental militaries on any land or seas,
No outsourced soldiers nor zealots many, on fleets;
We built used sundry weapons since ancient times,
Alas, upshot was devolution, & the evolution denied!
What weapons ‘many,’ have given to any, evermore?
So as edicts; discovered beneath on desert or shore?
That, in want of fame or future, only brought famines,
Via spoken, written, fired, mined, launched with time.
Thus, 1 Weapon 1 World, what ought to have rhymed,
Vision in form of ‘an artificial consciousness’ shalt shine! J
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2024