Bandit Poem by Josey Alfred

Bandits are there with us, always
With a covert face and brutal ways
They hoover just above, with grace
Waiting to devour each with ease,

They care not for a friend or kin!
They draw the blood without a wink
They watch each prey for weakest link
And trap them with deceiving kinks

They act like patrons on all grounds
They spread their net deep and wide!
And engage the thugs to guard their pride
And assail peace with bane unkind.
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