Do Not Take My Liberty Poem by Naveed Akram

Do not take my liberty
If you close in on my shape;
My height and weight is profiting
Due to dying and giving of life.

Force the world to close its shops,
A sudden ailment has struck my face,
Forming anarchy and then violence,
But then total freedom is kept.

For you must defend my light and energy,
The work of my living is my lamp's height.
Do not take my liberty, and do not benefit
While I betray the enemy by sheer force.

This is liberty's watchtower, a crazy man,
Who sits forever, standing while understanding,
Then sitting forever, like the lightning bolt
Crazy for its colour and height of devastation.

Liberal views mar my enemies, for we strive
To confront the ambiguous foes;
Living is dying, dying is living, when stupor
Is serious, and then the liberty comes to brighten.