Sugar Cane Poem by Naveed Akram

Down the canes a sugar flows and subjugates
The hours of the days that pass compared.
This side of town seems sugary and sweeter
Than most diets, more food in the blood stream.
The sheer luck and misfortune contrasts well
When the singing brooks and meandering rivers
Converse at some mouth in a certain month.
This mouth scavenges like light and candlesticks,
That food converges and diverges accordingly.

The sugar-cane obliterates me when the speaking is on,
Diets are made of this, diets begin and end tonight.
Let me dissolve into the soil of this beloved country,
The anger spreading forth like ice and fire in collision.
This sugar is like the cane and both have been beneficial,
Spreading the sweetness of honey with less force.