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Death to the queen

Baba Gyani Triviani said: " When people are pushed over the edge, expect the unexpected " This is my first attempt to write a Rondeau . It's titled ' Death to the queen ' --- He stood in the darkness like the shadow of the night, Not caring to be wrong, nor caring to be right, And then she arrived with some forty men, Sycophantic chicks around mother hen, He picked his gun, resolved to fight. For no peaceful way could befall his sight, And this was the way to rid this blight She walked unaware towards her den, Death to the queen! He remembered his son, playing with his kite, Beloved wife, with a future very bright, Burned them all, he remembered then, By greedy leaders, who had spoken zen, And had looted the country for the queen's delight Death to the queen! --- Epilogue: Corrupt politicians loot the country, a country where the investigating agency (CBI) is as independent as the ring finger is from the middle. A country where the ...