Black Magic dispelled

A wave of hand

in air thin

trying to make it dense

a spell of magic

that failed

at a stronger stand

of a mind

that was of God Himself


I look at my sleight

which was blown away

like a twig in a maelstrom

am I a magician of this Earth

my casts are nursery rhymes

to him that sees all

and judges all

blacks he punished

and with folded hands I stand!


What do you think?

Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.