AMEND
by; Chan Mongol
Many people pray to manipulate God;
In selfish prayers, God they always sought!
All about them, to be rich, Prosperous;
What really are they, sinner or pious?
I been like a useful domestic animal;
In human words, I don't seek heaven or hell!
People learnt magic and use willpower;
All for living better, ever and after!
With the filthy, polluted and uncleaned soul?
I hate and I discriminate any Satanic role.
My words are so simple to comprehend;
Pernicious souls needed to amend or, mend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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