Happy Islanders Poem by Naveed Akram

To govern the nation of strength
Is to be gorgeous, irreligious and irresistible.
In the strong liquors is a mystery,
Of light and darkness, that of the country.
An island is demanded of the air,
The sea shall carry you to it.
To govern this jaundiced land
You must feel right with it,
You must correct their islanders
So that fevers are the past, are in history.
Strong ruby roses are celebrated
In their songs, inner pain is contained.