Why you want, <br />to make strawberry jam from the head of your rival, <br />who made you rub your nose, on the ground, <br />in some business, with his, strength of monopoly. <br />or you want his accident, <br />on highway, and see his, <br />news on CNN, while you, <br />take a cup of cofee. <br />Why you forget, <br />death is a universal reality, <br />and one day she will make, one single delicious bite of you, <br />while smiling over your aromatic taste, and <br />will wipe her lips with her tongue, to finish your story.<br /><br />Rafique Farooqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ancient-grudges/
