A Pride Poem by Naveed Akram

A Pride



I forsake a pride to willfully blind
A man who seeks enlightenment
Too hard.
May he die hard and pennies be collected
All for his sake, just in case
The other day proves worthwhile.

Opening a bank of letters provides
Guilt to the owner, punishes us
Much of the time.

May you wander in helpless exile
Fortunately this blindness is real
Also rejected by the majority
Who stay inside their village.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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