The Cunning One

The cunning one has set his traps
His vile intentions so crystal clear
He humbles himself infront of your eyes
Says he, ‘im only your well wisher, dear’

The thoughts flood your confused mind
You think you can get away with a single crime
The people wouldn’t dare to say a word
They think deep down you’re trying hard.

But only Allah knows all that you conceal.
And every sinful glances that you steal
You think you have ample time to mend your ways
But the angel of death is already counting your days

With every sin, there’s a black spot in your heart
And it grows bigger each time you divert
Until it consumes your entire soul
You are left in the dark, all stark and cold.

The cunning one has set his traps
He’ll take over your feeble mind, discreetly
While you sit and claim you still have a chance
He has built you a home in hell already.

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