Leaping Like Children

Leap and dance to mourn for the young and old,
How hungry it is for children to play so preciously.
Sleep then, sleep like children and their guardians,
Laughing will increase the hatred, like the very air.
I feel rude when they are near, the children are also near,
I am in need of something to eat, for them to disappear.
The unconscious help is always fearing us,
We are leaping in the air like children, to act,
And with laughing nature the dance is ahead.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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