A Vengeance

Before the butchery - Beasts from hell came with vulgar armoury. We heard the perverts marching on mud of breasts, Trampling tender veins, and Sprouts of milk ceased to shoot. In the Armageddon - Seedy worms munched the wombs, and Putrid sperms spewed on bloody soil. Babies were born without history, Disfigured and different, and Our homes mothered aliens! But they were children of our daughters, and we gave them our names. After the adulteration - Beasts from hell will come back, in hoods, Weilding axes with glaring edges On which sun's glint will yell. They will dance like their gods And shed blood again, But of their own, the aliens! Who will bleed in the hands of their own. And we will see blood flowing in our rivers, With colour of orange. When it happens - It will be a vengeance, But for the hurt in our hearts.