Bleed Red

From tanned, barren, lonely lands
Blows blinding dust of Afghanistan
Women smothered in black tears
Children born trembling to fears
Of a future so distant, so unknown
Life so petty, all hope so forlorn
Who are the Gods orchestrating
Men at endless wars devastating
Where poppy fields bleed red
Staining shrouds of the undead
Opium dreams fill terror nights
Where gloom sells as paradise
How humanity sleeps in peace
When hearts beat with unease

Wadda Beparwah – The Great Uncaring One

Khushwant Singh observed, β€œMost men and women who deny God are to my knowledge more truthful, helpful, kinder and more considerate in their dealings with others that men of religion.” He was trying to probably say that lack of bigotry, fanaticism, and single-minded devotion to a God or a religion made people more open to accept the concepts of brotherhood and goodness of the human.