I'Ll Shoot You With My Words Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I'll shoot you with my words,
I'll stare at you like the flying birds,
I'll bury you under the poetic stanzas,
Since you are corruption, thus.

I'll hit you like a running train,
Like a poisonous snake, I'll give you pain,
Like a wild volcano, I'll burn you with my hatred,
Until you, corruption, are dead.

I'll be Mahatma Gandhi; I'll be Abraham Lincoln,
Making sure you, corruption, are utterly gone.