Laughing Dwarves Poem by Naveed Akram

Laughter and merriment was shaking heavily,
Offering the apple of wisdom so he could fight.
These thoughts unleashed would be a knowing right,
Rights of a man would be a board of hope,
They were bored of the long ramps this side of town.

Laugh then once they strike with their hats on,
Open warriors are like arrows of the bending right,
These walls of wars are worse than bleeding dwarves,
They carry their rich loads, filling their pouches with
Incredulous riches, perennial thoughts are in the pockets.