Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 23,540 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

The Tradition - Poem by Naveed Akram

Extend the tradition mightily winning
Like righteous people who endanger the minority.
Peoples gauge the wars devastating the few,
My feuds run thick with temptation,
My feudal family remade my tube of delight.
Under the seas are beds of roses,
Sweet showers of devout green,
Weeds and fish manage the internal cosmos.

This cosmological principle is divine,
Joining the divine units of affairs that come
According to needs of the finger and thumb.
Extend your hand to the man who cares
Like those nurses or doctors in red and white,
Blood on their hands like gory white.
This white puzzle has command of my eyes
Like those eyes that have to stare at my picture
As a chapter of this time and history.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012

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