The insane

The mirage of the rape field

Is shimmering in the wavy sunlight

Making the effect of a glowing fire

 

The horse tired  galloping on the

Hard rocky path.

The king took his sword

And swirled in the wind

 

He ordered his men

to kill all the villagers

and gave the power to

Sabotage the powerless

 

The king stood motionless

Like an iron monument

Without any emotions

 

Neighbouring countries

Are surrendered!

Killed all, including

The innocent babies and women

 

When the moment evolved as

Everything was devastated,

The king was diagnosed as insane..!

 

 

 

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