Ashoka’s Atonement

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The battlefield bore a deserted look, 

With lifeless bodies strewn all over. 

Some were sans heads and some sans limbs. 

The mud was soaked in blood, 

Not sure whose it was though. 

The mighty king of Kalinga, 

Stepped out to check the field. 

All he could hear was wails of grief. 

The cries and the bloody smell, 

Left him teary eyed. 

The war ends here, he decided, 

As the bloodied warfront sent, 

Shivers through his spine. 

Ashoka felt as if he has sinned, 

Thus resorted to spirituality, 

As an atonement for his sins of war

And to preach non violence. 

 

Pic Courtesy – Google

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