In Pursuit Of An Unperceived Enemy - Poem by Yasmeen Khan
Hands slipping on butts and stocks
Barrels cold against cheeks, eyes gawk
Swaggers and flaggers, grins and sneers
Bullets across shoulders like garlands dear
When Ego stands taller stronger than man
Lurks and haunts vengeance in the brain
Ah, what do they plan to aim at
A dove, a sparrow or some wretched brat?
In pursuit of an enemy not perceived yet
Following own shadows, unknown fret
on look out for a rival, a foe
while he resides in them where ever they go.
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