Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
One Can Travel
One can travel safe, like pollen brambles,
Soaking wet men are hazards so active;
Notice the skill regularly dusted by travel,
Wielding swords is a trick of the sand.
My nature is in bursts of fortitude, saving,
With chance of a magical rival I conceive.
Closer to the light we stride, so close,
And the light encounters another might,
The lighter work has kept us in strength.
Identify the traveller where danger lurks,
I want the immediate reaction!
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