Over the destiny of the diseased,
The helpless hunters of misfortune,
Engage in conflicts of fateful distortion.
The mourning of losses incur,
In the sweetest victories from death-
Fuel for fires which does not deter-
Hatred and a shameless killing stealth.
These tokens of living for the defeated
Dead, In plays of carnage easily created-
Carving out a moral phase of superiority,
To enable brutal ingenuity;
Forceful assertions of truths,
Taken from the depth of painful wounds,
The games of the living against the ways,
Of the dead and dying on foolish days.
J.Bibi
