Disciplined Boys Poem by Naveed Akram

Discipline and training advertises the boys of stone,
Falling and kicking from themselves like ants and bullies.
Their conversations desire or lust for brilliant insults
Captured by the cameras of their eyes, shaking the planet beneath.
What is the self-awareness of a few children?
Do they matter towards growth of human beings?
Or do they suddenly reply and enjoin goodness?

My old boys return to their father daily
And then the daughters translate the pages of my life.
What special hazard cancels the same tragedy
Befalling a woman or a lady in difference?

Captivated by light that spoke in a flash,
We dined together at the end of ropes
Fashioning our very lives.