Evil Slaves

Slaves of the evil one are around with trouble,
They do not hesitate once they exist with something;
To bite like a chosen slave abundantly clarifies the issue,
It invited me to shoot, a shooter is me.

The evil inside is like one of the aspects of life
Too dark. The dark one carries forth this message.
Slavery is like a dozen virtues all disgraced,
Yet lusts negate the virtues and fall to us.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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