A TERRIBLE
MILLENIUM
A
millennium born, terribly born
With
millions of minds hide identity
With
millipede’s hands, but without eyes
They seek a
title in gangs of guys
A world of hoodoos and horrors born
Where
hackers and hooligans reign over
Tides of lust
in searing pace
Wash away
self venerability
Span is
short, but glory is vast
Status
wears meanings new
Wedding is
archaic, swapping is past
Hunting on
immature buds is thrill
Variety
decides crazy tastes
Which tolls
high status, ineffable all
When number
of preys shows countless gains
They
celebrate harvest of rapes with cheers
A millennium born, terribly born
To horrify
the girl child, globally alone
B K SUDHA NEDUNGANOOR.
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