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Be On Guard

Cool breeze swept into the room Sound of trees rustling and hustling Birds were silent, winds singing Fright walked in ghostly gloom  Here stood a bloody evil-like monster A deadly giant of about seven feet tall Crouched in the dark of the house wall Crouching slowly, a mortal master  I held my breath behind the door A bang sounded from behind me Door locked and safe was the key He banged the door the more  Baam! Baam!! Baam!!! The bloody monster prowls like a lion Its desire is to devour, thirsty for blood Its heart brims in a boiling flood “Be On Guard! Be tough as an iron!”  Had wished this monster will stay away And not crouched behind the door I have prayed to my Lord the more Yet this monster prowls till day At my doorstep is this bloodily beast Haunted I go tainted Life's made men darkly painted Life has taken a turn and none knows the twist Be on guard!

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