Out And About Poem by Naveed Akram

Out and about is the world of words,
Love of this kind is the way of the sword.
I have to marry the right phrase if you
Might not deliver the reasoning.

A card is balanced, a word is martyred,
To be abolished and rewarded,
And then punished to suit the bill,
Inside the entire earth and soil.

My agony shall elapse, when ease is a
Pleasing concept of the soul.
Well away is the right word, as deadly as
My own health, that makes health boring.

Out is the word of the soul and justice,
Just be my judge when times are rifles
And guns of machines and of magazines,
Out is the word of the soul and righteousness.