The Great Game - by Rajiv Lather - English Poetry - Haryana Online

The Great Game - by Rajiv Lather

The Great Game,
what a shame!!
For some oil,
governments toil.
Killers trained,
divinity claimed.

Then the unforeseen enters
killers turn on their mentors.

Bombs explode
on mentors' abode.
People killed,
graves filled.
Revenge sought,
war is fought.

New twists in these thrillers
mentors turn on their killers.

Bombs explode
on killers' abode.
People killed,
graves filled.
Re-revenge sought,
war is fought.

Common man used as a pawn,
as this game goes on and on…

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