Black Magic Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Black Magic

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Would it need the black magic
On the swords are the hands of men
Black magic and the bunch of followers
Black magic they say away
Axed heads on the sway
Reason and unreason no wonder
Black magic still stay
The bunch of followers like cult
Closed minds on mantras swing

Islamabad
2/4/2010

Friday, April 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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