Blood lay scattered

On a sacred ground

Such a destruction

Never seen around

Lakhs of dead bodies

Look up in heaven

Standing in the middle

Was a group of seven

Five brothers in unity

While a cousin stand alone

The incarnation of Lord

Says the fighting stays on

Oath must be kept

To bath in the blood

Justice would be served

Of the pride dragged through mud

A long fight

A chapter’s attack

In the biggest fight ever

Tricks did not lack

Who is the winner

In the chaos of ever

Those who started with tricks

Or the ones who took truckmaster’s cover

That day Death came

On the holy grounds

And later it picked

Everyone story bound

 

Mahabharata, where no one was right and everyone wrong.