Strange it looks, some one crying on winning a race.
He was a loser and a victor.
After such a long fight, what is left on a banished field?
Broken skulls and roaring laughter,
Everything was crushed under falling snow of ruthlessness.
And over the fire hangs a skeleton of past.
The real truth again hides in the Survivor’s eyes.
There is no witness of any crime.
The court adjourned and the symbolists rejoice.
Justice has come for a sale.
The highest bidder will get the chair now
Now will begin the layered aches in heart.
