Naveed Akram (15 December 1973 / London, England)
I am the light at the end of fronts and boundaries,
Fixing the scores of people, like a lantern of trust.
I befriend the leagues for their involvement,
And stresses are in the effects of a day.
Wednesday masters my wedding plans,
And the next day is loathing the loaf of bread.
I am the lantern of such trust, according to the bible,
Inside the islands of jugs and cups, the reign continues.
I am the light at all costs, little are the prices they spring,
As the small coasts are treasures for the under aged,
And where do they cast their tongues?
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