Ancient Grudges Poem by Rafique Farooqi

Why you want,
to make strawberry jam from the head of your rival,
who made you rub your nose, on the ground,
in some business, with his, strength of monopoly.
or you want his accident,
on highway, and see his,
news on CNN, while you,
take a cup of cofee.
Why you forget,
death is a universal reality,
and one day she will make, one single delicious bite of you,
while smiling over your aromatic taste, and
will wipe her lips with her tongue, to finish your story.