The Fighting Poem by Naveed Akram
The Fighting
Lull the fighting of a day and a night,
Instead you bless us with peace all too white.
It is saviour and soul that guides the godly nature,
Just as we speak, just as we do a second creature.
Foolish are they who inherit a manly custom,
Those are the non-fools who conspire on wisdom.
Beauty shall penetrate us all,
As much as fighting and call.
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