Leading Us

Return to the hills and village and town
Where we live also, where learning is shunned
And admiration works a little, because of me.

Return fully to normal, like a giant with spades to dig
And tools to kill, such as a sword of worry and anxiety,
The fork may touch the relish of his tongue of speech.

He was then losing arguments of conversation
Once inhabitants lost simple solutions to their problems
And his leading was not so superior or talked.

The leader is beneficial on us, onwards he leaps
To return the food we eat, selling merchandise
For the mercy accomplished is gravely enormous.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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