Present Time Poem by Naveed Akram

Present Time



I have time with illustrations the slow way,
Strange, slow ways abound in the understanding
Of a day on half-expectations, of knowledge
That reigns supreme, wisdom then shelters us.
I have exact dates for my statements,
In a strange place and idea of the mass and size.
I am a little older than my hands,
To know everything is my spirit
Forcing the boys to know the old,
And the old is faced to understand the present.
I am a counter on the board with divisions
To decide, to swing onto and collide.
My skin has touched no date
Other than that of today, the present.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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