The Strike Again

The Strike Again

Look what
you have
done

Burnt your
loved ones
around

Nature cryin
out

You need
deft hands

You all
the same

Cryin out
‘I won’t
budge’

It is
my will

All the
way

Either my
head on
the floor

Or it’s
my freedom

The strike
of the
Evil

You duck,
someone gave
you the
boost

Now all
free

You make
merry

Till the
strike again

Caution: This might be all theory

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