Mad Kalashnikovs Poem by Hannington Mumo

Mad Kalashnikovs



Oh! The ricocheting of irate Kalashnikovs in hands by sense untamed;
How they tear and rip apart the seed of innocent wombs!
Rogue arms in bloodstained grasp of rebel troops,
Sons of thunder whose hearts are arsenals of carnage!

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