Her eyes Were full
With fear and years
She felt frail before them
Who denuded her for
Their rancid quench
Her cry contused by pressure on her neck
Their frenzy eyes lick her body
That dirty hands pinch her pap
A dead body was remenent
Of their profligacy
Yet leaders trying for
Identification of dead body
And citizens console for
Death of civilization
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