Updated: Oct 5
By M V S Bharadwaj
As their legs hit the lands, they formed into tribes,
Tribes made up colonies,
Colonies spread through times,
Times changed as phases,
Phases shifted with paces,
Pace killed every inch of land they stood on,
Standing species flew, seeking new estates.
No, no, no, this isn’t the story of humans,
Just some lesser powerful virus.
By M V S Bharadwaj
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