Always Find Him

Kick the habits over hatred forming,
Forty years can aid forcing this habit,
Like the animal training its load
While carrying it, solid, incessant attitude;
We are in no sin but sparks and electric flame.
It so hates a life hunted excellently, famously,
God has a prize from you.
To keep existence, not standards of excellence only
Is a far grander achievement when loathed by some.

Ordinary people cause us to marry munches to chewing
Defending the weak and needy with their own food.
We are erasing society on the grounds of habit,
Always distance find him.

poem by Naveed Akram
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