Under feet
Long ago, an Afghan
A khan, named Ahmad Shah
Sat aside, on throne,
From wheat wore crown.
To know him well enough
One can talk with Punjab
Of murders and looting
And blood streams.
He used the elephants
Like drones that US
Uses to kill, blaze
Blindly and eyeless.
Always are and will be
Some, against the ruling,
Same was with Ahmad Shah.
Three of such faced fate
As his main opposers
In handcuff and shackle.
"Bring the elephant"
Ahmad Shah gave order.
Had the poor animal
Step on victims' heads
To apply pressure
So, pushed them
And pushed them.
Burst head and scattered
The blood and brain.
Same is done right today
Though without elephants.
Look at the Assange
And the dirt on Biden,
Wrong case and pressure!
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