If you're fragile like a bottle
Then, prove it but not in battle
We walk in life full of struggle
In Harry Potter a muggle.

Others might say  I want Portkey
Or a Pensieve  for memory
But, lately we want mystery
To wish such immorality


See, some  are made in misery
Those sentences  of  mockery
All are dementors in their say
As what unseen  in their Ally
A favors muggle, not a prey.


The Howler took over our soul,
As the world now full of control.
Humans act wild, lost in the night,
Pray the heavens grant them light.