Era Poem by Naveed Akram

Era



Masculine arms of the working-class
Are combined to meet current affairs.
Artless movements perform the seated
Occupation, so warm and alarming.

An elephantine line seeks me afterwards,
Ludicrous affairs bring an overture,
A beginning of the waters and rain,
When overlooking the flood is like rain.

The dearest birth accuses us of the moment,
The rains have misaligned our subject,
From itself the movements are of them,
Let the reality of an era being won be truth.

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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