DANGEROUS MULLAH

On the corner side of the street he bends

Bending in performing the ablution

Towards the east he always faced

To see the face of Allah

To see the face of the ‘holy one’

On the mat he daily prayed

Five times of constant communication

The hypocrisy in him, he covered

What he preaches he failed to act

How many people he duped with religion

How many lady vigil with him on bed

Even the numberless married women

How many pregnancy denied

Under the pretence of religion protection

Numerous of purdahs he slept with

All clinic know him for abortion

Think of how many life he has wasted

His hands are stained with the blood

What will happen on day of judgement

Will he be saved and not casted out?

On him the rest look unto

Heartless mullah of the universe

How rude he is to the elders

In the society, in the mosque

With respected and honour they salute him

Those know him never pray to meet him

Those meeting him don’t really know him

The agent of witch mother the agent of witch craft

One day he would sleep a violent sleep

And the world will rejoice!