Hated Wounds Poem by Naveed Akram
Hated Wounds
It occurs to small acts accordingly,
Display some of these ways once you smile.
The lead bullets smartly rip and roar
Evolving into wounds so downright disasters.
Misinformed by just judges the real evil
Betrays your service, and the scum of the living
Carry on to be cats of hatred.
While we search and lose, bitterness is solved
By these harmful jolts too hard and hated.
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