TUFTHUNTER
Pluck the threads of animosities straitjacket
Distorted sound from peace's 5th fret
Crown of equality rests on Jackal's clean slate
Screams of beast devoid of lust
Yet remains menancing & whimsical
Serpent answered to sobriquet
'White Pariah'
Point fingers and still play game of linguistic
Crawling,our behaviour is animalistic
Perpetrate propaganda of sickularistic
Cleanse using approach by holistic
Erroneous dots make us go ballistic
Small heads of bright light
Caught in blind zone of twilight
Zig-zag patterns of those involved in gunfight
Do not long for your limelight
Nocturnal visions in broad daylight
Fading glow of forbidden sunlight
Instead try to sleep with reality tonight
Thunderstorm kissed the thirsty mud
But frail lines are now buried in dirt
Present,now CAIN to ease discomfort
Each day was welcomed by hollow contract
And applaud
Still mum about the fraud
Green enshrouds
And fills platter of gloam's joint