Return To Life Poem by Naveed Akram

Now return to a life of the straight zone,
Return to the powerful region when people
Acted like their ghosts, watching, waiting,
Speaking and feeling with emotion.
Now spend your wealth on treason and weaponry,
Speak like the devil who wears the shame
Of your deeds in equal standing to sin.

Life is morbid, life is fascinating, like the mortuary
And its inhabitants of cadavers
That roam in their oblivion and vacuum,
Seeping of your outrage, and your sins
Amount to their splendour.
Life is splendid without the fear of walking
Or wanting the same sword as your comrade.

Live your existence like a wayfarer,
A stranger who rapidly displays his effort,
Wilfully engages in war to protect his
Patriotic company; the life is morbid without
Wars, that increase the morbidity,
And decrease the sin, so that strangers persist
In the mists and rain, in the stormy same.