veeraiyah subbulakshmi

A fox in us, escape from us,
To hurt someone now and always,
When it shows its sharpest teeth,
To punch the hearts with abusive words,
The manipulative thoughts mill the story,
To spread and gossip, the animal is very fiery,
Shows no kindness, hides behind the mask,
Near to the stubborn well nurtured ill belief,
Often on attacking mode, but with half closed eyes,
Not to reveal what one thinks, but with protruding tongue,
Salivating the venomous stings, trooping tail,
Slouching shoulders, attentive vision for the next victim,
the cunning fox would flee from the caged mind,
to harm the innocents and evils for its own delight.