Time Stood Still Poem by Naveed Akram

It was time that stood the stand,
Yet we return to the clock with might
And represent our families with affirmations
And respect.

Open the fast revelation from the heart,
Little clocks are ghosts of the journey,
Offering some of the assumptions of this day,
Afterwards a colour is recovered.

Implications are spoken of,
Commandments are obeyed,
And to initiate disasters is spectacular,
Frothing from within.