The Primitive Brute Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Primitive Brute
That brute....
That primitive brute
Has come back again
With his fiercest strength,
I feel so,
Every moment I listen
His heaviest steps
On the soft bosom of the innocent earth,
He is cruel,
He is ferocious,
He is rapacious,
As he walks,
The innocent soil trembles in horrible fear,
The heinous beast finds immense pleasure
To see the destruction and annihilation everywhere.
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