Brothers In Triumph Poem by Naveed Akram

I see the burden of brothers in triumph,
Trumpets blow, orchestras wail like dolphins.
Defence is the priority, defending the erratic
Men is like the defending of swine and relics.
I see the burden of the brothers and sisters
Who look over their hearts and heads in war.

Many have blown the whistle of truth,
Looting the brotherhood of its brethren who
Defend the realms and kingdoms of faith.
My service is to see them into victory,
The defence of minor castles and warriors
Is compulsory to the born and infirm.

I have visibility of a frank man who loves you,
His sight over much of the world is a government.
The dreams of you are reproduced by some folk,
Their minds have slept a dreaming of worlds,
The same inner world is defended by those soldiers
Who march forth and multiply to defend and offend.