The Lion Moves Up - Poem by Naveed Akram
My mighty hills confound the pride,
The pride unleashes its anger unto us.
Over hills, the pride springs to the ancient
War residing in the galaxies on the floor.
My might is stronger than the brain,
A lion can outwit a stranger but not me.
Over the hills, a lion attacks and strains,
Defending me after the pains of an adventure
In the background of our wishes and laws.
The lion spoke of the pains inside,
How do we relate our ancestors to this godly
Beast from the fathomless jungle?
Over the hills where the pride has spoken ill.
My mighty medicine is to destroy the beasts
Beating our chests with hearts of whining
Grace, the foolish expense is foolish.
It will confound the major men of this galaxy,
The pride will wing its way to the districts.
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