Surfing Today Poem by Naveed Akram

To the day that suspects us of laughter
We ride the waves as we surf, and evolve.
As swimming is not our style, we damage
The air with our style of surfing, then we evolve.
The surprise is in store for the winners
Who munch on ice-lollies when in luck.
The water is dangerous at this hour of the day
Since it is the sun that evolved, now no longer seen.
We laugh for our swimming to endanger us
When the humans carry on surfing into the hours.