Oh, my tender child, discern,
Upon the wall, the words that burn,
The hounds of hell, they stir and groan,
As plagues slither, their path unknown.
Abomination, beasts of dread,
From every corner, darkness fed,
Tonight, they dine in Satan's halls,
On human flesh and captive souls.
The prophets spoke, in days of old,
Of this dark fate, a tale retold,
The beast, it bears no face nor kin,
In smoke and fog, it hides its sin.
It's fire and ice, a dual source,
Its web of lies, a twisting course,
The doubts that gleam, in shadows' suit,
Deceptive truths, where lies take root.
Oh, my child, beware the snare,
Of veiled deceit and falsehood's glare,
In knowledge seek what's just and true,
Resist the beast, and hope anew.
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The Poems on this web-site are written by Dyab Abou Jahjah