Born With A Teaching Poem by Naveed Akram

You were born with the eye of teaching,
Of every soul the metal was established.
You have wings and a heart to match,
So alacrity is the compartment of thought.
You were greatness when the misers won,
Their greed for wealth became an undoing
Of the society as we hear it in the heart.
You were the teaching of the mind and soul,
Hearts bled, hearts steadied the burden of
A young society, like the eating of raw eggs.
For each egg a new concoction was sent
And raised, for each load a burden was sent.

I have been seeker, so stronger than most,
That is the heart in the entire world of thought.
My messenger frowned upon a deal of work,
This take away from the soul and all its toil.
You were in the mind like a bomb dropped for
Abundant help, for an eternal damnation that
Seeks recommendations, seeks health of mind.
Hearts bleed when the headaches arrive from
Gates that are opened by the sole survivors.