Without Kingdom Poem by Naveed Akram

Without kingdom we have a little father,
A royal man or royal king, feature of the family
That is noble and calm, beyond the abyss,
Behind the region and realm we call Description.
The deers in the forest care for the countless
Desires engaged in, for the noble women of time.

I am without kingdom or ambition, armour or arms,
Innumerable exaltations touch the majesties,
As I become calmer and stricter every day I die.
For I live now among men who destroy each other,
On both sides the crosses are erected, and people
Delight in the innumerable crucifixions that dismay.

To traverse this bridge, we congratulate the full crew
Of arduous dwellers and herbalists of the welcome land.
We see what is beyond the knowledge of everything,
The judges sit to trade with you, so long is the cruelty.
To cross the steep hill requires climbing a mountain
Of the riches, offering men a chance to behold the stars.