Old Reading Poem by Naveed Akram

Are you prepared to read on the back?
A brief rest starts the accusations straightaway.
Old wizards propose a solemn business,
That of writing and learning for the role.
They are footsore and tired, like a fatigue,
With orders to open the roasted gates,
The anger has managed solid nothing.
On the back of the book lies a rune empty,
It is magical, it designs your face with stupor.
The faces murdered are sequential mysteries,
Forced by terrible and ferocious animals
That attack due to their age as monsters.