Face - Poem by Naveed Akram
His face was misshapen, due to excess stress,
Lulling the features of the mind and body.
The defensible became possible due to age,
It was propaganda on a huge scale.
To moisturize him was clumsy for the house,
As the house kept worry as a tool.
The face was an excellent description,
Full faces worked from the mind and body.
A kangaroo jumped in front of him in the zoo,
When zoos seemed plenty of news for the soul.
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