Could it be
He could no longer see
A demons spirit
Posses within him, through which pore, how inside what bit?
Either way its crawling in his skin
Refusing the bin
Banging himself in a tin
Mama knew what to do
Daddy took him to get checked through
These people are called their names for a reason as knowledge their life is live seeking how they seek
To help these people to please their Lord and last, but not least to help mankind including themselves and now this boy may his life no longer be bleak
Watching, listening to the words of the Al-mighty
A sudden burst of abnormal movement and the power aint lightly
The demon wanting to hang in for dear life, but nothing gets past the Most Mighty
Crawling, hanging it, sucking itself back it cannot escape
It wants to keep its new hope under this boys cape
Cryling like a baby, schreeching, screaming
Shouting, wriggling, trying to run away, the demon wanting to keep controlling
It can take over his life or his soul
There is someway it got it and it will get out of that hole
This boys' life will not be stole
The words the boy will not repeat
The man he never gave in and kept him on his seat
He kept reading and reading in his beautiful voice so pure the words of the almighty the most pure
For every human is a cure
A demon cannot lure
Is the holy words of the almighty
The most, merciful, the everything and the most mighty
He did all he could do for the boy until he repeated the words of the Al-mighty
He was finally calm
No longer the signs of the demon upon his fingers and no longer under his palm
Now his Right hand is how it should be
In the name of the Al-mighty
How he created the hand
From the sand
As i watched i felt grateful that there is always a cure
I cried watching him suffer, but he got through it for sure
And we always know there is a cure when there is a lure
There is a cure for the pure