In Every Reality
In every reality someone combines the hated beings,
by Naveed Akram
In every made man a striking action comes from armour,
In all works is a strange disease and disaster, an alacrity,
In this we confide and we utter certain commands.
To climb higher we remark on philosophers of the heart,
Training our thoughts, obligated and distant, disruptive.
Our singing minds are heated by whole listeners of life,
Their stare is against the fire of the world, the earth of the sun.
One point is another coin of credit given to the forgiven,
Training the oblong shapes of might, producing structures.
A home dusts us off, a dusty ruddy hill commands us,
We foresee the blending oceans from fear and hope.