Half Of The Sun Poem by Naveed Akram

The sun halved our love for food this day,
Your slavery is like god on this hour of the highway.
For it is like god, the meagre ray of sunshine
Is in sight, like god.
We wet our lips on the water of opening times
And lift tragedies from our hearts,
With adrenaline rushing.
The sun is offered a sign for throughout there is heat,
A slave may wear the bonds and chains of the soul
As hours of the day are passed.
Let the heat of the sun burn the clothes of the traders.