Ruined By Sitting - Poem by Naveed Akram
Do you discard the ruins of sitting?
Let us walk hand-in-hand down the river Nile,
Like centipedes or milestones, whatever.
This learned man is wise as well,
Judge him by his intellect as if to magnify.
Rally support from afar, busy butane,
Opening doors to the world of tricks.
So pronounce the letters in my heart
So that by doing this you keep a learning.
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