Death stopped the bud,
from ever becoming a flower.
It never knew the consequence,
of this mad lust for power.
A battle is fiercely fought,
for the many generations to come,
Now if only they could pause,
and spare the lives of some.
Maybe enough would survive,
to create a generation,
Just enough to create,
a single proud nation
-Pranay Rao
from http://pranayrao.blogspot.com/2004/03/todays-day-i-start-my-weblog.html
