Gritting his teeth
Fretting and fuming
His eyes burning like
Glowing embers
Facial muscles tensed-up often
Emotions-pain, anger,
Shock, all flashed in his eyes
Body language revealed his varying emotions
“If I were that hapless girl
(With fists thrust into the space as if to hit anyone)
“I would have bloodied,
His nose and reduced him into pulp
“A poor girl squeezed like
A bunch of cane-sticks and thrown
Down the drains”
“Bastard”-he fumed.
News caster bewildered, aghast and embarrassed
The burning glowing
Embers in his eyes
Made all stunned.
His voice like the
Roar of a lion
“Paedophiles, rapists
Goons, looters
Underworld, terrorists
Roaming bloodhounds
Flesh-traders - all on prowl
Searching victims
“Picture these.” he thundered
Allotted time lapsed
A big ‘Thank you’ by
The newscaster
He breathed easy
Cooling down
He cast a smile,
A beaming smile
Perhaps at me, perhaps
Who knows?
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