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Here are some strangers,
Dangers,
Coming back to you.
No time to run away,
Be brave,
Leader of the crew!
No calls of demons,
Pointing guns,
You are slave for your deeds.
You have to push them down,
Underground,
Where they are meant to be!
Bolts are coming down,
Penetrating lives!
Shields are wrapped around,
Protecting their kin!
Is this the matter of war or peace?
Headed at the peak!
Is this the matter of innocent lives?
Ferociously killed!
Copyright © Soham Bhilare | Year Posted 2019
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