Wounded Liars

May we lick the wounds of liars
To qualm their furious outpour;
Pouring from their veins are words
Too strong, too fast and talkative.

The liar of strength shall prove his prize
To be at the centre of the Earth;
Find him or herself to proudly batter
With the sportsman’s trick, a good punch.

May licking the wounds be doubted
By the ones who defeat, who conceive
Different thoughts and ideas so solid
And illness-filled, too much has event.

by Naveed Akram

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