Blasphemy
Forbidden garden were planted with black roses
Emitting smells of long gone corpses
Abandoned for purity
Extricated from beneath of sunken earth
The soils were crumpling and humid
Turning it into after burnt colors
Trespassers wouldn’t take a second look
To determine what’s left for Hell
Is not left for Heaven
The brooding and legitimate darkness
Of impurities will soon
Breeds the seeds of Satan impersonating priests
All Hell breaks loose
Somebody with empowerment and virgin
Have to seal the floodgate
Children’s of the damned are crusading
An army of bona fide blasphemies
Exorcising the wicket link
Pathfinders will soon start
Surveying the pinnacles
The annihilation of the world
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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