Like Centaurs

The fluid works for years and years and more,
This concentrates my time with you this time,
I carefully see twice, my right and crime,
They work together like ambassador.

Arms fully die, like what is there before,
Legs march once those who march can come and climb
Like those before, as fast as any longtime,
We search tonight, then wonder anymore.

Like centaurs many ride the plains for food,
These creatures time their tracks once they fetch it,
They warn and read the dangers so distinct.
My fluid works in ways that continued,
The creature cries just like one hypocrite,
This means my living just is all extinct!

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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