My Friend And Me Poem by Naveed Akram

My friend asks me:
"Do I laugh or do I flee? Do I die or do I see? "
When my laugh is greater than my word
The language just moves from the heart eternally.

I forget and I describe, I foresee and I display
My wounds to godly men who speak to my medicine.
My laughter is in you and them, doctor or not,
For when blessed men act like me they win all the time.

My friend asks me:
"What is the similar weapon to my majesty? "
Your kingdom is you, and you are the kingdom,
Facing the sky and the land in unity.

I forget and I narrate, I predict and and I tell
What goods are in my cargo, for the heart can hear
And I can see through my heart the merchandise
Of life and learning, and all of the creatures found on land.