A Brave Child Poem by Naveed Akram

A Brave Child

Rating: 4.8


To wave a brave man comes with fun,
Construct a bend, construct orphan.
To die may buy some certain craze,
The orphanage designs always.

We burn from lusts that orphans don’t,
Their purity must force, but won’t.
The excellence surprises me,
Of children working a penny.

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Dev Poet 23 November 2009

Very nice poem.... You have a way with words

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Naveed Akram

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