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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Going To Sleep

You spoke to godly people when awake,
Spreading a joking phrase shall ache;
It burdens the young work, the young,
Who split up in crowds of cells too far-flung.

The sleeping prison fully active brings puzzling
And conscious help, the real abandoning.
It is slavery, work of slaves that comprised
Of felonies and compulsions to be advised.

Going to sleep shadows the young and old,
Water drunk on the night of sleep is when blindfold.
Feed on the babies bringing joy in their sleep,
And like their sleep is ours, we are the deep.
Naveed Akram
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