March 30, 2010

Pistols Of Tommorrow

The youth bell rings, tollingly,
Ringing, me and mine;
Seeing the black and white robed,
Noble races.
Feeding their prides,
Nourishing themselves;
On our grotesqueness.

Synagoging mansions,
Dripping,bloods from our cries.
Insuring mutually,
With glass eyed 'Dauds' n 'Bhais'.
Sniffingly,secured by,
Muddy colour,Uniformed Dogs.

I and likes of me,
Patiently bears;
Plainly survives.
Burning our lives,
MElting into anvils;
Getting hammered to be spears.

Aye!!! beware,
We're loaded pistols of t'rrow;
Don't ticklingly trigger us,
Switching our brains out;
To shoot your nuts off.

We'll break your prisons,
REigning us,Since...
I don't know,When ???
Ending these days,
Exploding your ways.

We're loaded pistols of t'rrow,
Fickle minded,'Touch me nots.'
Don't ticklingly trigger us,
Switching our brains out;
To shoot your nuts off.
We're loaded pistols of t'rrow,
Overloaded today...

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