The Opposing Forces Poem by Naveed Akram

The opposing side loves our illness
And the blood from it is sworn to secrecy.
It confidently becomes an opposing side,
Dice of luck shall be rolled.
Will my memory be erased by their chief?
The leader of the foot soldiers parades
In uniform, echelon and bravery.
I must meet his kind in this whirling life,
His kindness is more war-like.

The opposition considers a pledge,
Round banners cancel the debts of footmen,
A winning arrow encircles the cavalry
On the other side of the abyss.
It is cavalier after cavalier,
Dangerous soldiers.
The dangerous souls,
The infinite minds and finite bodies,
Concerned themselves about godly work
After their deaths, a main event
Of a man who resents another religion.