A Wiser Deity Poem by Naveed Akram

O God
You are wiser than me so thanking you
Is intelligent and sacred, like the scared deer
And the rising stallion impeded by its movement.

O God
You choose my soul to illuminate the other men,
It is fear striking through the flesh, like the alien of thoughts
And the alien of residence, feelings are struck with hammers.

O God
You are most merciful, and I am like a poem uniting men,
Igniting the fresh grass with envy of the cruel; I am
Like a wounded animal, with gaping gashes of grunts and smashes.

O God
You aim at my heart and descend the throne to happen once,
Like a king of greatness, offering riches to the good, and offering
Fire to the transgressors of sight and hearing and touch.

O God
Your gift to mankind is greater than the animals' wealth,
The plants have stood in awe of your majesty, the living
Have submitted tonight and tomorrow, alighting the straight way.