All The Wolves Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

All The Wolves



All the wolves
In sheeps garb
Uniformed or
Three piece
Smart

Solders, scientists
Doctors and nerds
Different names
Of same feather birds

Innocent women
Are your prey
Breaking them
A game you play

You are men
Powerful yang
Belittling the yin
Is all you can

Heartless herds
Pretentious pervs
Of trash like you
There is no dearth

I wish to see
The end of thee
For nemesis does
Catch up for free
Nalini

Saturday, July 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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