THE RHYTHM OF THE BUTTERFLY Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa
Wolf in the likeness of Sheep Beware, wolves are around us to attack Not in primary, but in the likeness of sheep So polite to utter, but merciless in mind. They paint the brain through their rack, Get us hypnotized on what they sweep, Never have they allowed us, the reality to find. We ourselves dissolve, not to realize the flak And get ripped off often times, later to cheep With a bleak mind for being taken in blind. Hear you, rivet on what you so soon lack, To salve your own self, not again to weep Forever to disregard such a soul from behind.
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