Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)

May the riddle of time be effort,
The full moon is upon us alert.
May sanctions miss, tears never fall,
For days are outrun by the soldiers of all.
Any mercenary has bought mercy
When he has pledged his war with controversy.
To oversee is blessed, my tears fall,
Wedges of time shall appear to the wall.
If food brought luck then mighty age
Still brings luck, due to the soldier page.