Racoons Bustle

Rabbits of worry converse within,
Racoons bustle with the thoughts;
I am radiant with energy, the full light,
Answering the silence of my surroundings.
This is reality of a commandment
Given to us by the successor of goodness
And future prosperity, the real success.
May animals of anxiety be given a gate
Through which they must travel,
Ending at a gate again to amaze.
The reading on the wall is obscure
And more has happened for me,
Tonight the real checks are being made,
How do we concentrate on nights like this?

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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