Twelver Bloodletting

Who believe to be alive,
on this earth after death.

Who crave fame, Rial or crown,
hard to be a savior of mankind.

Decisive fatwa from best findings, 
Grand Ayatollah blackclothed.

Mourning in the morning, 
a lot of verses are amusing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021



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