A Story Poem by Raveendran N.V.
A Story
Rating: ★2.8
Out of righteous anger
I hit a rabbit on his head
Because he bit his brother.
His left eye protruded,
Bled white and red;
He twirched in pain
And looked at me
As if to tell me who I am.
I twitched and turned,
And then stood freezing
For in the the oozing red
Was wriiten
The story of immortal crime.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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11/4/2025 3:55:00 AM # 1.0.0
A powerful, disturbing piece. The naked truth from which, too often, our eyes turn away. Excellent write. Warm regards, Sandra