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MINIONS

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 (POEM)

We are washed clean by the blood,         

And white faces turned into red.

The stone face of us has the gain,

Feelings and emotions are to be banned.

Icy breath, melting away with its spade,

Under the blade of it its fade.

From the beginning, the star of a people,

Have found their journey to vital fate.

The shadow of tear has widened in girth,

No one here is full of mirth.

Are we the men, alike with flies?

Have trodden in the hands of wanton boys.

The lane of the life have trapped into the wood,

The gloom of night has to be spread.

 When no beam of hope is going ahead,

Then the diverse fold of life come to lead.

Everyone seems to be waiting for a beam,

Like an owl in the wood, with his deem.

Darkness wipes us out like chalk on a blackboard,

This shade of life has made us tore.

When the doom has come to near,

A falcon perishes in the hand of sparrows.

THEME

• ( Clash between stiff and spirit )
• ( Negativity )

                                                              (ROYAL FALCON)