Settlement Poem by Naveed Akram

A settlement has been praised by the loners,
My individual salary is not slavery but good itself.
The real energy I must certainly communicate
Is like the flower-seeds of a future far too bright.
The real ones that enter the room are like the length
Of a human, and certainly a small man is a human.
They converge to see through the light of day,
Going to the goalkeeper is a good trick.
The settled populace penetrates like a worshipper
Of common decency, the very answer to society.
I felt your wages rise this day, and a historian is enough
To be called a flag of the nation, a real economist.