Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 20,732 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

A Worker - Poem by Naveed Akram

A worker is parading his wars,
Effort has been dissolved into juice,
As the love of a century has worn thin,
A worker is about with business.
A worker designs a task of majesty,
His paper is wearing ink and pink stains
Undergoing inspection, a dereliction
Is about called paper.
One works headlong into the script,
Writers or workers deceive the populace
With scripture as the might of a day is
Upon the earth that sizzles under the sun.

My effort is an affront to the human race,
Opening wars to the forefront of imagination.
One dreams a six-day week of work
And the imagination has run thin,
Working the grim news of a tomorrow in sin.

Topic(s) of this poem: free verse, work


Comments about A Worker by Naveed Akram

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (3/29/2015 1:14:00 AM)


    My effort is an affront to the human race,
    Opening wars to the forefront of imagination.

    Carry on bro. Loved reading it
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015



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