Prepared For Action Poem by Naveed Akram

To design the fate of others, and disbelieve in effort,
For the very reason open, and then perpetrate crime,
And then hold the scent to a dog which hated it.
You have been the optional one, the weird one,
The dead one, a manly one.

Too high is a seller of rights knowing out and out
That peace can be made in the very result, yet,
I will predict he is madder and not sane:
He thrives on food and drink then dies! !

Futile worlds and fed up children are in the very way,
They have been provoking the crimes of this very way,
I derive tasks and decide blame and seek revenge,
All in the hope of horror and scare.

Be a solid loser in the games of ancient nature,
As old virtues seek golden rules and hopeful disasters.
Your nature in the present day is different,
And I hope you live, and live again!

War is the last resort, your action is goodly and fantastic,
Overly I state my case, and finder is lucky of immortal thread.
But because immortals do not exist I have a friend,
And one of the mortals.