Take them to the woods
For a story to be told
In the bloodiest of thirsty History
Nuturing fury
Their shadows tear flesh
They can't change in changing
A little push,their soul is avenging.
No judge no jury
Runts and thugs may arrive,to strive
Time never trades,fight and be alive
Measured and watched for,drag them.
Prove,the good are unsavoury.
DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 13072016.
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