The Bad
in the hands of bad
nothing remains better
fox gives assurance
So howls vivid mutter
darkish ghost’s sweet words
in the name of light
credulity’s the misguiding magic
sincere to other’s plight
odour’s the best smell
fragrance causes spit
God’s the for show only
harming instinct to commit
well dressed civilian’s focus
with barbarism’s civilized
God says to do good
but feels as criticized
Copyright © Bl Devnath | Year Posted 2015
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