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Friday, March 1, 2013

The Bull

The Bull

It roared and roared

No one bothered

It screamed on and on

No one bothered

It thought of the past

The crowd moved back

The eyes of women

Shied back in awe

Children ran away


Now age caught on

It couldn't hear

It couldn't see

The women stared boldly

Children threw stones


The bull smiled in anger

To be born again

To rule the weak

To dictate terms

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