Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
Spring has adjustments to make over the school,
Its fences are damaged by the storm and clouds.
Spring and the time of its own is similar to everything taught
Under the sun. The school is swept by the winds into the sea.
A cool breeze has emptied its contents in a bed of the ocean
And there fishes have learnt lately of the molecular rocks
That signify a straight and morbid end to the fishes.
Too many have fish, and there are too many children.
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