Treasure Island

Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

Fine Song


Sweet events sing and interrogate our souls,
The owner's senses conjure a reality from the start,
Seconds have elapsed thanks to the souls of learning.

Are you in a cradle? Or what is the philosophy?
What two contrasts are a family of secrets?
My owner's senses are for the slaves that prefer me.

The slavery and the flock for the shepherd are identical,
Mastership lies in the pain of a heated being
To punctuate and alliterate in some finer sum of words.

Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013

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