This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say
I don't plan it.
There's a strange frenzy
grey rainbow swimming around my head.
Gone, inner and outer, everything blank
No moon, no ground or sky
Road runners don't run
It wanders around aimlessly
With nothing to chase.
Noddy has no one to make way for him
He's begin to nod
to whatever the world said.
Ladoo don't energise chota bheem
He now eats them to kill his time away.
Richie rich, is the poorest boy in the world
His wish to buy happiness has gone down the drain.
Mr bean, for once has no mood for humour
He need time to mourn for his lost teddy bear.
Pink panther has gone all black
With people calling him a dumbo and useless.
M.A.D creations are termed stoo-pit and pointless
Nobita don't cry with waterfalls flowing around his eyes
He watches with a shadowed smile
Shizuka and Dekisugi walking down the Aisle.
Oswald is no more kind,
Daisy has dark circles around her eyes.
Jerry discard the Swiss cheese off the mouse trap
And surrender himself to Tom- the less wicked cat.
No power rangers to save the world
Batman got his wings cut down.
Doraemon has run out of his gadgets
And vanished into thin air.
Grandma's tale book is murdered and trashed.
All our heroes are now busy
looking for ways of survival
Ceased fighting for their basic rights
Dragons and cockroaches rule the world
Crushing Oogy and dreamy dholu bholu along their tracks.
Your's truly,
Zainab✍️
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Dated: 24/July/2020
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