Dirty devils… ran up and down
All through the streets.
Dared to kiss the kids with plagues
And took their lives away… up-
To the heavens.
Mama told…
‘Not to cross the boundaries.”
But now what to dream of?
The skies have darkened.
Says the boss:
“Don’t cross your fingers”
And now, is any hope left?
Long ropes and short ropes…
Dragging us behind;
But the one rope-
We must cling on,
To reach the mountain top.

1 Comment
  1. Sunil 2 years ago

    Cling on… to reach the top. Nice one..

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