Wicked Magicians Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Wicked Magicians
All those who practice magic have sold their souls to satan
For their ulterior motives and henious designs
Is this world is a brothal house or a place just forsaken
What guidelines are coming out with the signs
These are the rascals and bitches who worship vice
They follow dark shadows in sheer darkness
They don't know that what may be the real price
They are not aware about fate and sharpness
They play with the innocence of people as a sport
They dwell to bogdown in swamp to strange death
Hell is predistined for them as ultimate real resort
They will taste the results of evil till their last breath
For this transitory world they play magic to survive
I pray for their rewards to become a symbol a sign
They should be thrown to hell with their dirtiest drive
Their punishment should equate to their vicious line
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
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