Scattering of slippers blood stained vegetables,
Bicycle wheels twisted to fearsome shape,
No widened eyes littered, a muted cry of hundreds of
Charred hopes, opened mouths of cars,handbags without
Any trace of hands," busyness" exploded to wilderness.
"Dying for nothing,could have died for bettering soil ",cried
Mother."Where are the seeds of killings in my womb?
My breath,food,sweats were for the nectar of preservation..
When a Gentleman-Destruction made the way for Demonic Devastation?"
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