Day After Day Poem by Naveed Akram

One day is another way to propose the answers,
One day expects your time to slide into a chasm;
Open the ways to men who fight and conquer,
Their strides are longer, their strife is sacred.
My prayer is a succinct supplication of the honesty,
It carries the words of my own soul in this heart.
The scribes will enter my counteractions, words
Will be written to defy the answers I supply.

This day is a bank of the river that drowns,
Tomorrow is the sea of tranquility and joy.
One day is apt to anger and betray, but too many
Are hidden from our view, and too much justice
Is played, like the odd and even numbers held
In harmony, the ways of the men and women.
Mathematical men enter the arena of joy,
So numbers betray the words of these men.