I Was Not Cruel Poem by Adeeb AlFateh

I Was Not Cruel



In a stilt-house
I ate two-three drops rain
with a bread slice;
A mouse stared at me with fear of fear

Bared I was on flooded map
Ruthlessly a snake ate the mouse
But I couldn't hunt the snake

Oh; I was not cruel actually

Sunday, June 9, 2019
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