Monsters

In my closet, In my head

Out on street, under my bed

Monsters, monsters everywhere

Lately, no where is really safe

World is like a dark cave

With demonic atmosphere

People with blank eyes

Hollow hearts, full of lies

Monsters in mosque, monsters in church

In temples in shrine, everywhere they lurch

In the Parliament-like kings ruling our world

Monsters don’t exist you say? You still think it’s absurd?

They dwell within us; in you, in me, in them

Deep rooted, infecting-now growing their stems!!!

The Gypsy

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