Along His Walk Poem by Naveed Akram

Along the planet's walk carries a bag
That fits the page of your own goodness.
You must enquire, satisfy and end
The entire race called life and all it contains.
The manhood of a generation stands for a
Crown or single truth, a little word from men
Who truly answer to the requests from on high.
Theirs is the old yard, theirs is the prison
Holding the questions that are asked.
You must relax and be merry, fulfilling,
Rejoicing as all men and women confront
The times of change, a change can mean well.

Let the walk of a man be his slave's lust,
The reality of the hour shall be deemed by
Honest men of the natural qualities,
The few habits to be the real habits
And honourable quests will be taken.
Let them question nobody until the answers
Are said to be soothing to me.