I Have Money
I have money from some grief
Yet forces work when I am awake
I sleep gorgeously as I am a chief
Let flowers grow with some ache
Yet forces work when I am awake
The growth of the body does relate
Let flowers grow with some ache
How do single cells just abate?
The growth of the body does relate
I am an aging man who does wait
How do single cells just abate?
My ruination is then to demonstrate
I am an aging man who does wait
I sleep gorgeously as I am a chief
My ruination is then to demonstrate
I have money from some grief
poem by Naveed Akram

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