The Killing Fields

I still have to refine this one, its not done as yet.

The Killing Fields

You gave me nothing O War ?
But metal monsters and steely shields,
Pearls, red rain and summer beads,
Human follies, you fell so far,
To make fertile these killing fields,

Don't burn yourself, turn me to char,
Lets burn instead our common weeds,
Before it’s late,
And we have sown the seeds
Of hate
and have to reap their yields.
--- Amol Karmarkar
1)Pearls: Tears 2) red rain : Blood 3) summer beads : Sweat

4) char : burn,scorch 5) Weeds : wild plants,here representing human vices that spread as rapidly as the weeds.