I’m the fool, society’s tool

[Silver Pearl]

:sl: Warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,

This poem is about death.

I can feel the burning,
And my heart just keeps on churning.
Oh these flames are suffocating me,
Closing in on me.

The heat against my flesh
Is roaring and is so fresh.
Waiting for me,
Before it consumes me.

Oh, my cries are no good,
I’m the flames food.
Oh Angel of death just give me a day!
Don’t send me to my reckoning today.

Surely I was a fool,
Society’s tool.
Adopted by the followers of Satan,
Does that make me Friends with Satan?

Why won’t my tears save me?
Oh Satan you said you’d save me!
You lied,
And now I’ve died…..

No one to blame,
No one to aid me.
Oh if only I followed when I was given the chance,
But I only gambled with that chance.

I’m the fool,
Society’s tool.
Adopted by the followers of Satan,
And that makes me Friends with Satan.

Now a Hell dweller,
Was once an earth roamer.
Become not the victim of this,
Because anything is better than this! (hell)

So seek guidance,
And follow the guidance.
Follow the true path,
So you may not taste the wrath.

[Tasneem]

Beautiful poem:peace:

:bravo: :rock:


SaLaMz:peace: :coolsis: