Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,430 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Prosper - Poem by Naveed Akram

The animals play with the wind,
And letters sound as spies;
You cleverly earn the wages,
Justice may stimulate you.

Lots of people hate each other,
Blue skies plunge you to death;
Understand these measures by God,
And you will prosper.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 29, 2010



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