The Presidency Poem by Naveed Akram
The Presidency
The presidency is almost over,
My names are not wrong and incorrect;
These keys are convertible, like religions,
My names affect the youth and majority.
The tugger has a lifestyle or track of mind,
Thoughts of rope abound like music.
Camouflage is in need of repair,
Opening the doors to the above.
Highest forces collect to dissolve us,
Kinfolk work along, fewer than before.
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