To Evil Eyes - Poem by Deb Panda
To dust not elsewhere live-
These evil eyes with wrong doers
Virtue ever to earth it has hold
And knelt for those futile worth.
Oh ‘tornado let you capture round
These blind marvels if scripted
Take to her sand and vanish-
Waste thought, upon the end.
Not yours fault, screened with greed, ire
Look to punish; within flesh of fire.
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