Fighting Night Of Worth Poem by Naveed Akram

One fights another man with gestures of the light
From heavenly doors.
They swing to the night and the fight
Is on with parallel forces.
One divides the sin collecting in the bin,
Looking at solutions praises the knees
Of a chain-mailed knight
Wielding the iron mace,
Fists are full of these wonderful beasts
Barking like hounds howling
With heresy, like the hurtful memories.
One shines faster than light of the three wisdoms,
Winning the design is wincing worthily.
The rider of reason falls blankly,
In this far realm resides happily a penny of worth.