The Black Scorpion Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Black Scorpion
I saw it
Coming
With the missile
Titted with the tank
Coming
Straight
With the diabolic tail
Wagging
And it creeping and crawling,
Moving reverse
With the pincers,
Telson
Keeping the radar system intact,
The radio woking
With the signals
And it ever ready
At the suspicious movement
Of the enemy
To attack.
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