A Wealthy Nation Poem by akram saqib
A Wealthy Nation
To grab power more
To snatch everything
To become ruler sole
You always bore
Like this a tinge
Burning your soul
You went to the core
To devastation bring
Between the two poles
With wealth you lore
And praises sing
Of brains with hole
The world you tore
Death toll you ring
A rule out you dole
The quest for more sometimes brings out the worst in us; as many have as their modus operandi, 'by any and all means necessary'. Good write.
There is a proverb 'Fair foul means, be a hero' Unfortunately there are more heros through foul means in politics today. well written.
Sounds like to me you have put alot of time into these words and you needed to get something off your chest. well keep up the good work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:21:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
dear saqib aakum strong and revolutionary lines well written and put together great cheers