End of Terrorists
Found bloodied and mutilated bodies of
religious extremist murderers
As cadavers they lie beside
unshelled bullets and shells
Now lay dead, frozen with souls taken,
unmoved
Masters,raised them to be butchered,
unspotted
Their kin by birth cursed by the world,
immobilized
Death gives them punishment,sufferings,
impartially
World does not fear them rather they prey
themselves
Copyright © Meenakshi D H | Year Posted 2018
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