This Whole Life Poem by Naveed Akram

This Whole Life



Inside my life thoughts are good,
Ogres sell their souls to the commonfolk.
Yesterday we saw a substance so special,
This was special for the dozens in slaughter.
Yes, our laws were acceptable and we frame a result
For the common good of people.
Let ages pass and more laws come,
Too excellent is the product of our lives.
Our children left us in concise heaps,
Spoonfuls were fed to us in the dozens.
Inside this whole life is a feeling of luck,
One person objects, but everybody loves.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

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