Creating Worlds Poem by Naveed Akram

Obey the creating of centuries by those in charge,
Crashing and crawling is their majesty;
They cause gambling, gaming and gangs,
Fortuitous gains make a rising hill
That extends to the galaxies,
Gardening is up there, remember them!

The forging of weaponry is beyond them,
They are defenceless, relying on walls,
Remodelling can be trying but loving,
And the structure of their instruments
Cancels the pain and resentment.
One feels happy to create and cause us to
Free the ones in charge, to remain
Blessed is a bounty, reliving the pasts
Of worlds that do exist but are possibly infinite
In riches and wealth, on both sides.