Academy

The academy of commandments thumps by ideas
Of a philosophical nature, then the field of words
Lies full with crops, thanking the crows for not bothering,
Minerals munched on believe they are present.

Men so esteemed believe in so much happiness,
For greater good of mankind and its children.
Such planets speak, the accusation is certain,
Folly of higher nature is like murder.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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