Crocodile Beach Poem by Naveed Akram

Compare the crocodile to the beach,
One is golden, the other ugly;
It feeds on your intestines when hit,
But beaches follow a pattern of discovery
Wonderful to meet, like the opening
Of sure beatings as they unfold.
Hearts sink when near the crocodiles,
The whole hope is to dodge the unbelieving
Creature of such power, might and anger.

Being inside the belly of its domain
Is to seize its wife and command her
To occupy the soul with no beach in
Sight.

The preference is to hide and obscure the
Meaning forwards and backwards.
Your days are spent on the dialling
Of numbers,
Your nights celebrate tonight as the night
That contains the powers of reading,
Crocodiles die this time on the beach.