Member Poem

With a protruding nose,
The scavenger exploited our peace
And with a dance of ivory,
We were enmeshed in a hideous pot
Soon,
It turns into a lake
Of quake and take
That brings a gallop of blood
Enclosed in its vein
Then,
The hand of electrocution
Envelop the trees
While walking and talking,
Like a cruise missile
That is as sad as death-
Cruising, smiling, and saying,
Death and death for sale!
Then,
The center erupts
Like thunder among babies
The result-
Death in and death out.