Wednesday, 22 January 2014

A few gangs of lickers

Gangs 
They are always closely knit, you just cannot explain their tie, They bond so freely despite the wide gap of their different background, and too soon even the elite who should know better are easily swayed by the deceit of their temporary stay. There is a long list of these cruel gangs who love to be referred to with honor. But what honour does corruption have.
They party and meets in hoods to decide how they will lick the wounds of the masses, with a plastic smile, they pretend not to know that the common man on the streets sleep daily in pains of their loot

Yet for pity they never cease to lick the wounds