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Fake people throwing deepfakes-

Fake promises landing on for promised land with destined hands- the promisers are ‘Munafake’,

A wolve in friendly attire-

Singing lullaby to sleep- what a satire! 

In the clash of civilizations –

They defeated the righteous! 

Who are they?!

The Munafakes! 

Those who acts to like you, 

Those who pretends to be a team to you but ends to be an espionage- a pitfall in your dan, 

A radar in your undetected sky,

A faulty commet in your defaulter tribe-

A brother from another mother calling your name-

They pretended to be your friend!

When you were in dire need-

They left you in halves to be devoured by the wolves- left you naked!

Remember the claim-

Remember the prophecy-

They were doomed to hell!

Martyrs in this crusade fighting alone with a ‘will’- will stand bright amongst! 

This is not the end!

This is not the end!

A Munafake can not conclude that!

Bound to hell it will rebound-

In the cyclic loop they will crawl-

Cause, one drop of ‘Huq’ is enough for their downfall!

No wonder stars are counting their days-

For them to perish in the Nile all along!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy 

Time Frame: 9.23 pm, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment, Dhaka-1216.

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