People Are Boring Poem by Naveed Akram

But people bored him, as they spoke,
Full of journalism and careers, and he spoke
Only a little for those with the volumes of material.

I have to understand the makings of a viking,
Gifted up to the bone with legends and tales
Seen by the naked eye, and pure as pie.

I have described to your felons the monstrosity,
And all the selling is the buying,
For one so powerful as the pie-maker.

I see a wonderful lie in the beauty of times
Strolling by like women or men who unite
And not nullify the ranks of such mild men.

Let being happen to likes and dislikes,
The people of the books are again in decisions,
Leaving a little space for the roses and scholars.