A Game of Power Play

Mrinalinee Patro posted under PenMuse-22 Poetry on 2020-09-21



Silence broke through the night. An anxious wait followed and in the wee hours of morning, war cry. "Fire fire!" At the command, the reverberations reached a deafening crescendo, gun shots. Volley ensued both sides; Those muffled whines and groans faded into oblivion. Hopes quelled. Naive petty victims; Slaughtered mercilessly, They know not the reason nor the outcome. A game of power play, mercilessly devours the contrived yet innocent pawns. Alas! ___

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