Death Is Fire Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Death Is Fire
A queen has been dead;
No more conviction;
No more acquittal.
No threat to assets.
Iron hands had laid
Tyranny has slept.
Death burnt her dirt
And made her pure.
The past buried,
The elite hailed her.
Memory short,
The mass burst out.
06.12.2016
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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