Bristle
“I want to set fire
At houses and jungles
Wherever human
This devil
Most unjust
Most corrupt
The liar and killer
Charlatan
Sets muscle.
………….
In this world no one is as unjust
As mankind
I want them, burn in hell.”
Said labour in his hands bristles.
Then after complained of rapid no and yes
In judgement.
“They never look inside after cause.”
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