Surviving Riches Poem by Naveed Akram

Surviving Riches



A hated feeling
Full of work and anger, so happiness
Does exit and refuse all help
For I am fed by desire.

My muck stayed away
Endangering sumptuous meals
Eaten by the wealthy and rich.
This hated feeling, how erroneous!

It exits and then enters
To endanger all that exist.
Words survive and I survive the rich-life.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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