Double the Age

Age can double in the time of death and destruction,
Magic created a peace too hard and heavy to frighten.

Age is a compulsion, it reveals death and light of heaven,
Markets are proud to sell the right age, like a magician.

Age carried virtues of brilliance and majesty and lessons,
These taught the very flair in life, there were no abominations.

Age has a kingdom for those who believe in the ground,
On this ground is a mineral too trusted, it is to pound.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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