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May 2021
the cackle of the cattle
fed with lies and hey
as they rally for the battle
though they know they'll rue the day

as they charge with bloodshot eye
fill the skies with bloodthirst cry
as they take to roads to plunder
as they pound the earth with thunder

blind to reason, cries of treason
they fill the air with every season
flaming fire as burning summer
winter's ice-grip of deathly slumber

crimson autumn, blood that's spilt
unearthly swords unleashed from hilt
bullets' mort-patter as spring rainfall
as lions 'n tigers plunge to maul

unified with colours gaudy
united in their intent
unified as one body
following their unnatural bent

eyes fixated, baited breath
saturated venom'd death
unrelenting genocide
heedless to fratricide

as cold instrument o' callous ******
hypnotised by call of herder
exhilarated as they hear
six more corpses added to bier

as the cackle of the jackal
screaming war-cries of the night
as they rally for the battle
as they rally for the fight
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
Written by
David R  UK
(UK)   
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