The Flying white; Bang and a AngMo. [NaPoWriMo-4]

They were flying  The White Gang
Gliding like shurikens in the air
One could ignore the size not the sheer number of it’s pair
 
The flying white
White from a duck, the human face submitted to it’s grace
string like elements; the end of human race.
 
What was this?
This is how it started; this is how it was going to end
Be careful with that glass you don’t really wanna offend
 
Why the bang?
Bang was the sound when the weapon hit thy mighty head
It was worse than we expected; worse than what we read.
 
So white?
Encapsulated with white ammo, we wondered what was right.
I could hear the AngMo guy shout,”welcome to International Pillow Fight”.
 
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3 thoughts on “The Flying white; Bang and a AngMo. [NaPoWriMo-4]

  1. Pingback: Ayn Rand, Rain & Drop of Dew. [NaPoWriMo-5] | Gaurav Julka

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