Make An Injury And Rob Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

Make An Injury And Rob



The robbers need not the housewife kill
With a dagger long and her blood spill.
They'd shoot with a nail gun
And flee with the loot in fun.
The nail shot at her drills to make her trill.

Monday, June 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: mercy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In developed countries, the thieves use nail guns, make an injury and flee with money looted. In poor countries, they chop off the heads, slit the necks to rob. They amuse nail guns.
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Rajendran Muthiah

Rajendran Muthiah

Madurai District, Tamil Nadu, India.
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