This flustering ordeal
Is a threat to the equilibrium
Of the terrain.
Eyes seething with this ardent desire
To pummel each other
And shake souls
Like stealing treasures
Out of concealed places.
And this ubiquity:
The clash of mad men
People trying to bring down
The other.
A contender without a logic -
Just trigger-happy fools.
A senseless brigade of hoodwinked
Patrons tearing each other
In a riot.
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