Beware Poem by Mahathi Mydavolu
Beware
Beware, Beware O' men,
the devil is on the rise
and God is sleeping still.
I see them everywhere
dancing with mad malice
on lane and promenade
and yelling blasphemy
with million outstretched tongues.
When you behold green eyes,
a crooked smile and wild
tantrums, Beware O' men
...know that
the devil is on rise
and God is sleeping still.
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