Tyranny Poem by Binoy Barman

The king did not know what is wrong and right
He ruled the land with a strong sense of might
People had no say no choice
Gagged was everybody’s voice
Their waists, hands and legs were bound tight.

But some day the tyranny would come to an end
To the king a death message angry people send
He was pulled down from the throne
The mob burst into bee-happy drone
As mouths and other parts of bodies were opened.