On The Frontline Poem by Naveed Akram

ennui breaks normal boredom
I am aflame 
also spasms connect right now
bare skin reveals luminous wounds
ashes are kicking immediately.

the boredom I express to myself
barks explicitly on the front line
this line objects to momentum
of troops with stars and enigmas
we are not generals!

our twisted sacrifice praises
the reborn men and women 
of roars bubbling 
hearts in the skies
civilians mildly refuse their job.