Death To Design

Design the death about a person of talent,
He spells trouble, a war of solid nature, he is gallant.
The bravery has a boundary, when faced with the guns,
Hold fast to them and theirs, any additions?
May nobody accuse us of crime or wrong administrations,
There are so many wild people, including some with afflictions.
Let them be evicted from their homes, just eradicated,
For they erupt from volcanoes with those exaggerated.
Evade the dead people, from us, for they die,
And that is to end with the most awful lie!

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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