Filthy Socks Poem by teoh khai jie

Filthy Socks



Smell of corpse diffused,
Commotion over devastation of strife,
Bringing brutal forces against the dignity,
Peacefulness turn to a force field of enmity,
In the end,
Followed orders like a dog,
putting the odour off that filthy socks.

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