Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
One Is Supreme
One plate is fixed to the ends,
This wonderful object I can light up
With my eyes, and then the ideas run
Into the bridge, where faces turn.
To the lasting effect we turn our faces,
Bright light affects our stay on this earth,
Under the feet is a relaxed leader.
Dark, and light, are fatal illnesses,
Nights shall run out of feet,
And days conquer the land with the wealth
My earth's work fetches a million products
And chemistry falls to the ground.
One plate is enough for the whole flower
And the following is supreme.
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