Menace Poem by Naveed Akram

Menace to the life we hold dear,
A stranger has come upon us and our shoulders
Needing safety as much as us,
Yet fed with rebuke and talent of crime.

Mania is the red odour as blood,
He is this smell we describe in our body,
As may strengthen the visitors
Who have smelt of this Christian misdeed.

We say: “You are not a good man! For you smell!
And you taunt us with your bad breath.”
Whereupon the strange person who has dignity
Smokes from his cigarette a nuisance and bad health.

This is the smoke and mist on the view,
And we heed that solvent and solute
To find concentration as a solution.
Learning has been derived again and again.