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