Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
Keep The Word
Keep the word of life quickly,
The quick life completes itself,
For quiet lives remotely convey
Their residences of the plain.
The entrance of the day is a mighty
Gap, quickly combine its arch
With the floor of solid planks,
Giving a forgiving attitude
Lightly and completely.
Sins of the house seem rooms
That simmer in the pot,
Vegetables cook like guesswork,
Meat has been stewed forever.
My words are silent due to God,
His are the actions of His words,
Fulfilling everything due to clarity
As far as the horizon and heavens,
Far-seeming is the absence of his mighty
Taste, food has been so sly.
The houses are like computers,
These patriotic friends remind me of
Wars, as the bombardment swells
And the flight of a jet persuades
Like a propeller of worth and delicious nature.
Eat of the Lord’s provisions
As they lie there in front of you.
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