Your Cruelty Poem by Naveed Akram
Your Cruelty
Rest your cruelty, read along the lines,
Worship all that adores and combines.
This resting business catches my hand
And throws my weight, all the land.
Let crushing and squeezing be sad,
Yet cruel events approach us as bad.
The mass of an object completes its dress,
You must wear this object, nevertheless.
A cruel find shall foretell a miracle,
This miracle creates disaster and rubble.
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