72:11
E-commerce giants, tech titans, and telecom players
Tarot readers, astrologists, palmists, and soothsayers
The same game is being played, just on different layers
The realities left are sincere love, dreams, and prayers
God and my qareen know the facts, this isn’t some hocus pocus
If I wanted to, I could summon ifrits’ in a moments notice
They aren’t all evil, that they’ve already shown us
A few elevated whispers, with Scorpionic focus
They’d be here at my command, ready to swarm like locusts
My Great Grandfather, ‘Bhai Miya’ Hasan Khan
Fighting, beating Marids’ in Lucknow near the break of dawn
Grabbing by the horns, detaining demons that spawn
He’d act like it was nothing after - go home and yawn
Celestial bodies, angels, and jinns are nothing but mere pawns
When towards Allah human hands in supplication are drawn
Overpowering creation like fire does paper
Bending to divine will when we ask of our maker
It’s from الله
