Grief Is So Unkind Poem by Naveed Akram

Grief is so unkind, malice is so hurtful and painful,
Great works are so punishing and the worst crimes
Are badly written as they expel the resorts and efforts.
May this time with your friend be like the knighthood,
Many sins are expanding, and so many depart from here,
Like the schools of fish, and like the blue whales riding
The oceans of the world, their waves are spurting up.

Grief is shared by the holidays and the spring, summer
Creates disorder and anarchic fever, so dazed by triumph.
Grievances are aired by those in power, they reside in thrones
And look at pictures of their worlds and all the felonies.
So many mourn for their losses, of men and property,
Of soldier and horse, and of woman and beast;
So terrors must fade once more, feelings must be abandoned.