A Mob Attack

Against six humans inside a car,
There were hundreds outside, and they
Waged a war and nobody cared who died!
They had spars, and they dared and tried,
To make the largest scars, with fury they eyed;
Rang bells to celebrate as the unfortunate cried.
Conflagration in their inebriated minds,
Would they leave that untried?
With every hoot and remorseless howl,
Tyrannical hatred in their every scowl;
And brute force in every killer hurl,
Of stones and bricks, with a fetish snarl;
Shattered the glasses on every side,
Those battered with rocks many inches wide;
Dented all the metal and thus they took pride,
Attacked to unsettle and shove the car down upside!
The occupants were hurt and lot more scared,
For such barbarians they were unprepared;
Overwhelmed to unwillingly surrender,
To the sudden savagery, undeclared!
Chances were slender that they would be spared,
Though the women folk pleaded for mercy;
Never in their dreams could they fancy,
The amusement caused by the rampancy!
The catcalls, whistles and buzz of cheers,
Defied and derided their despairing tears;
Rather the burly murderous men,
Threw brutal blows in multiples of ten;
The very morning they mortally wounded many men,
It was fiendish pleasure in doing it again and again...