To focus, one needs a purpose, Deserving was never the case to surface, Unearthing the dark side of this urchin, When cursing, kid’s thoughts start converging On the unseen, where dread is lurking, So it’s urgent to proceed with caution, Causing the carcass of a caught Jinn, To howl in the cold wind, Though man did not see a thing, Feel a thing or hear a wing, The urchin swallows all that death could bring!