The Whistle of Death -Arif Hossain
This terra is canoodled by all.
A few can keep away,
But many cannot surreptitiously fall.
As they perceive it, it’s not all.
The unobtrusive endeavours,
But later fall.
Legionary theories- it’s an Olympus.
Just to eat, to sustain, and to live,
Since they passed into oblivion to leave.
Hear! Hear! O, inadvertent world hear.
He didn’t throw you over,
Keep in conscience of His fear.
It’s not volatile, not thumping far.
Anytime you have to tool along,
Whereas The Whistle will refer.
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