Emergence of new world



They seem as if decisive
But no; they aren’t
They are specialized only
In shuffling of feet
And abusing innocent people

Kidnapping, stealing and raping
Characterize their steps
Steps full of fragrance unhidden
Road divides into ten
Oh, they are unable to differentiate a tree from human

In bars they dwell
Wish they are made breweries
You too give them money
Money to buy their staple food
My God; its itching smell the sweetest

They will be like God
Their intelligence surpasses that of scientists
Believe me, they use belt to urinate
Instead of old urinating organs
The best style, give them thanks
They will come up with a world of staggering on roads

It will be a world of no death
They would think like they think
Their drunken wives will accompany them
Wives of their type
To cook them their staple food

They will reproduce yes,
At the day time
No time at night
Just before filling a bottle of wine
Always glued to their pockets

They will never attempt to conquer our world
They will go in peace for creating their world
Amidst Indian, Pacific or Atlantic Ocean
Whichever they think shallow
And pour sand from nowhere
Standing in their ships, the bottles

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