There was a chaos running in the atmosphere,

You could witness the growing disorder from the belvedere.

The cranks and clowns rushed towards the frontier,

They were like a herd of wildebeest, their intentions unclear.


They climbed every monument and broke doors down,

They whisked with their acts of warfare throughout the town.

The lawlessness would disrupt the town from sunrise to sundown,

They continued with their turmoil and horror as they were searching for the crown.

– Muzaffar Ahmed


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