The Devil Went Down To Pakistan

www.pakpositive.com I wrote this poem and i wanted to share it , its called the Devil went down to Pakistan , the title is inspired from Primus and some parts of the poem from south park

The devil went down to Pakistan
And decided he is gonna stay,
Never in modern times he had seen
So many idiots astray,
Bombs flying, people dying
All the rest do is pray
Children crying , politicians lying
So much pollution , sky is grey.

�Playing poker� on the side of the road
He saw a young man,
Wearing a hat, sunglasses
Black T-shirt and blue pants.

His name was Khan
They called him �The Pathan�
Tall , handsome, fearless, lively
There wasn�t another like him in Pakistan.

The devil thought to himself I need a soul to steal
This young man seems lost, I should make a deal.

Listen! Young man
How would you like to place a bet with me?
I happen to be very good at this game
Pride is my name
And If you win, in return
I�ll give you women , money and fame.

Looking at the devil , an old man wearing a vest
Replied young man , saying goodbye to his guests
�It might be a sin, but I�ll take your bet
And in the end you will regret cause I am the best �.

�Lets take a walk first ,said Khan, I got things to do
Buy my little sister , some paper , pen and glue�

They saw crossing the street , an old man that was blind
He helped him cross the road, the young man was kind.

The devil rolled his eyes, turning around his head
� what good will that do , this place is already dead�

Replied khan smiling� I know this place is bleak
But I can go to sleep at night by helping poor and weak�

Ok ok but now , shall we play the game?
If you win I will fulfill your love of lust and fame.

Ok but first, said Khan � I�m hungry , we shall eat�
Sat down in a restaurant he ordered beans and meat.
�Saab! I�m hungry, I haven�t eaten in days� said a beggar
My legs are shaky , face turning blue.
� Here. Take my food� Khan said,
For now this is the best that I can do .

He heard the screams of a woman in the dark,
Sitting in grass, with a baby in the park.
� I am poor , I am homeless, my baby is sick too�,
�Take my money, and go to the hospital � said Khan,
For now this is the best that I can do .

Asks the devil ( furious) now should we play the game,
As I said if you win , I�ll give you money and fame.

Yes, but first,
The hour is upon us , my friend is calling me,
And he would appreciate it if you would join me.
We have to go to his house, the entry is free,
Right along that red brick wall , besides the big old tree.

����.The most Gracious The most Merciful�
Is what the Devil read at the door
The boy brought me to a mosque , he thought
His mind went numb, he couldn�t think more.

How could I�ve mistaken , the boy seemed right
Shaved, smoking, poker , he looks the bad type.

�What�s wrong?� asks Khan turning
We have to hurry , its time for yearning.
� I shall not enter or I shall regret�
You go and pray, says the Devil
Time for me to move ahead.
�I take back my bet, I was wrong all along
In this dirty lake , you are like a swan�
Its people like you who make my work hard
Kindness is your shield and I can�t break that guard.

�The Devil does not enter the house of Pure�
�His feet will burn , his heart will cure� said Khan,
I knew it was you all along
Your eyes gave you away
The birds stopped singing at your arrival
The stars turned grey.
You are lucky you don�t wanna play
Cause you were to lose I must say
I was gonna bet you to go back to hell
And take with you all that are stray.

I will go but again I will try, said the Devil
Always manipulate, make everyone cry.
Take them into the fire
For this world is most desire
But as the Lord promised
He will always have some saved in the shire.

� you go to hell and don�t forget
Khan is my name
There is nothing you have to offer me
I don�t care for money and fame.
So far I am winning
life is the game
� And remember you son of a bitch
I am one of the best there has been�!!!! comedy humour www.pakpositive.com