Communal Clash

From old and new squabbles sprouts! After some side boundary rules flouts: Its own list of blood-freezing deaths submitting; A number that would send the humane vomiting. From time to time sharpening local knives, Not excluded the spears one into a body drives: A free pillage of hard-to-replace property And rubbishing of harder-to-replace liberty. A resting community becomes a fleeing one, Seeing as a farm tool metamorphoses into a weapon: The hitting awareness that Javelins aren’t kinder than bullets And poisoned arrows sure in hospitals to drain wallets: Yesterday’s guiltless eyes are today’s mischievous pair, By their furtive glances at the secret graves detected: Undeniable witnesses to the killing The Normal wouldn’t dare But badly wanting to ever remain protected. Journalists at scenes of immoderate temper emerge, Their jotter pads for anxious details and sluggish ones; Stark junks remember to twist and color every dirge; There ought to be chances for overstated ones! A time for a police to swell his slim account And police officials their pressure mount, Their motivation and blueprint: concern for Humanity: For the once precious things from some maternity.