Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,585 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The Carriage - Poem by Naveed Akram

The carriage held a death for the hasty,
We slowly drove through the forest
With a demon fixed there, some mortal
Lunacy was afoot, like the offering of a lamb.

The gods were forsaking you today in the woods,
Craving for blood and flesh;
Their lessons numbered one thousand,
Twice they objected to the truth.

The carriage was gaining a thought for speed,
Grain and granules sped past with mockery,
The velocity of a tank was felt by all who were ridden,
Feeling like a successful emotion that came.

The blood and flesh remained tonight,
In this mighty head, so innocent and dry.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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