Running Feet
I see running feet
Disarrayed like troubled ants
Running violently in indefinite path
I see hunters
Pursuing preys dodging at gunshots
Continuously in all directions
Justification: Our cattle are hungry!
I see blood of the running feet
Splatter, splashing, in churches and mosques
In bed rooms and streets
On grasses, rocks, books, everywhere
A troop of insurgents
Has invaded our land.
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