My Child

My unbelievable-child, my universe has split,
You sell and buy in the same time as me.
My work is concrete and strong.
My join is like a watery stream to the lake.
This challenge I demand for all the world.
These deeds of death are like no belief.
Pleasures are greater when pain is small.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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