When the cobra raises its ugly head <br />there is no escape. <br />Sharp, <br />biting with things like teeth, <br />it cuts through the very soul, <br />abrading the sensitivities <br />of the refined intellect.<br /><br />Adya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-cobra-raises-its-ugly-head/
