Epilogue of Innocence
They were three or four together,
they were laughing and guffawing,
they had fingers raised,
towards an unaware soul,
who was naturally crouched,
in a dark corner,
as you heard them discuss,
in loud and proud ruckus,
their words were with their fingers,
pointed and about that soul,
How straight he is?
Said,one,
How innocent he is,
said,another
How sensitive he is?
said,the third,
poor soul was so far away,
that he was not privy,
to this discussion savvy,
he was in fact none of all that,
they had said in fast flat,
we do not know for sure,
but it appeared,
that he was their target,
who will not find a cure,
they were preparing a prologue,
and convince him with their above dialogue,
so that they could palm him for good,
and bring about the manipulative epilogue.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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