The Assassination - Poem by Rahman Henry
He was assassinated. His death,
As if, the plantation of a golden-apple-tree
To numbers of people; Who they are?
Let's count the apples eaten out
Let's compare the numbers
Let's search for the top most beneficiary
Of all the beneficiaries!
His death was a Tragedy.
Yet, If we fail to find out the apple-eater,
Would be a more tragedy than the first one.
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