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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Why Do We Know?

Is division a cure or is additional comfort the bridge?
Why, I have almost all knowledge, all advantage.
This adeptness in the mirror angers my intelligence
As much as advice over the folly, the announcement in absence.

We describe few places in which live beauty of thought,
Or the certain sequence is long of the curses caught.
I may argue spirits, livid crimes and advice of long nature,
But appreciation of this felony is longer.

Why do we know? Why is spirit of an intellectual sober?
I suppose the look of ancient objects carried a neighbour.
The near one nauseates the next individual so that knowing
Is an awkward routine, and this was the abducting.
Naveed Akram
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