Treasure Island

Naveed Akram

(15 December 1973 / London, England)

Fire And Snow


How is the fire snowing on us?
Opening the doors of flames and anger
Is an act of worthy ferocity.
We see fire and blame in angry souls
Living within centuries of guilt.
How is the fire of the seasons of change?
The sun is our star of solace,
Heat wins, greater winds and flares
Are inhabiting the void,
With the Earth in innocence,
Like little planets of the depths.

How is the fire snowing on us?
The acts of this star we see on the ceiling
Obeys us as we march and crawl for cover.
The suns are bases for future harmony,
Seeking the fires is to worship
A false deity.

Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2014

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