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Just before the battle start
Who is it, inside that black robe?
A Parasite,
seeking another blood drop.
Birds of Prey floating low
in search of the next kill.
Fingers hidden in a trouser pocket
savour the sweetness of bills.
Blue police jeeps bring
wrong to face justice.
Jingling of the chains and cuffs
sends shivers down spines.
Guilty at heart
waits in the dark
holding the iron bars.
Eyes staring;
but seeing nothing.
His mind’s gone blank.
Pained heart from home
hesitates on the corridor
clutching her ragged purse
and a bunch of hopes.
Studs that glistened on her ear lobes,
gone to the pawn shop
in exchange for the hopes.
But doubt clouds the weary mind,
whether she’ll take him home.
Hustle & bustle of papers,
foreign words uttered every where,
Excitement gaining speed
while figures run here & there.
Silence Please!
Time fly fast.
‘Battle of Jargon’
about to start.
Critiques
weirdelf
18 years 2 months ago
I see corrupt catholic priests
Nilmini
18 years 2 months ago
Thanks Jess
Candlewitch
18 years 2 months ago
When you said parasite, I
Grannyjill
18 years 2 months ago
Just before the Battle starts
Nilmini
18 years 2 months ago
Thank you
infinite_dwarf
18 years 1 month ago
Nil
Nilmini
18 years 1 month ago
Thanks Lynn,
weirdelf
18 years 1 month ago
Why have some scientists started using lawyers