Coffin’s Argument

The argument started from enigmas,
Yesterday they sprout, today is a collection.
One met a stage and trouble,
One was sometimes in stupor and wrong.
The argument commences and embeds
The principles so hard and heavy.
One is today a log or rock of infancy,
Opening a coffin of horror and seeing death.
This arguing will bring misfortune
To the sons and daughters,
It will admire us when young.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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