Smile on face
Vitriol in heart
Animal mainly
Human in part
Fire in mouth
Blood in the eye
Indoctrinated mind
See, the terrorist guy!
Truth is mundane
Lies creative
Nomadic life
Restless, furtive.
A few bullets brought
The fateful end
There got over
The creative blend
An obituary is due,
To say:
Here lies an Errorist
Whose entire life
Was nurtured on lies,
Unbeknownst to him!
So, Errorist guy
Bid you
Final Good Bye...
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