Sorcerer Poem by qhamani ntlanti

you ripped many souls
you killed happiness in families
you don't sleep devising bad on peoples lives
you you slay parents and leave orphans
you execute innocent souls
precluding their success

orphans are homeless
all in the act of jealousy and brutality
the world is impoverished
you precluded its success
all in the act of jealousy and brutality

isn't enough that you brought suffering?
isn't enough that you left the world dejected?
wraiths are turning on their graves
their spirits are haunting you,
isn't that enough?

when will your cruelty ever end?
when will your callousness ever end?
when will your mercilessness ever die?
when will you evacuate the sinful world?
where sympathy do not exist