Devil Is Back With Its Might Again Poem by Sando Hussam

The devil returns with thunderous might,
reviving the hatred he once sowed,
and though his agents stand unveiled,
we walk unaware on the path they strode.

He strikes again to shake our peace,
to fracture every tender bond,
yet we keep trusting blinded eyes,
to enemies we still respond.

His whispers roam through crowded streets,
turning heart to hardened stone,
and those who master power's game
leave truth to bleed alone.

The lies they wield are polished blades,
disguised beneath a friendly grin,
but every mask they choose to wear
betrays the darkness deep within.

He stirs the dust of old despairs,
igniting flames that never tire,
and we, unseeing, stand beside
the ones who feed his endless fire.