Desert Of Wrong Poem by Naveed Akram

Enter the vicinity of the times of change,
Introducing your long goals that smother us
Without the smoke to engage into the destroying spirit,
Oils are charging their horns at the built-in gasp.
Yesterday, a soul flew into the desert that binds
Him to the sphere, and this circle of some circumference
Can never fit.
Your defence mattered to the defendant
As he wrongly accused himself,
But the desert he can survive,
And the survivors are few there.
May a law bespeak, and may a rule display
The infinite progression of sent messages
By those in charge, the wonderful shadowy
Men who worship the stars that they choose.

One time for change is falling behind,
We must know what innocence tells
And narrates to our ancestors,
So that families mutter and utter
With lullabies and masques,
Depending on their age,
And how much they have to deliver.