Real Mammal

A second and first position is to be frightening,
My holy person muddled it in half,
Asking a pain of trust that may crumble,
Inn of pleasant heart and head was inhabited.

We are the first to build an inn,
Insert him that monk with a minimum of trouble,
Opening a door against the law
Of examination.

Of examined people, I am godly,
Like them who touch a finger on the nail
And their reading of the palm buys nought.
Of god there is some who live along others.

Slight privacy is accused of us,
On an ostrich I assume,
Onwards the bird flies as much as an animal
Of all the monkeys and apes.

First is the position of poisonous man -
The real mammal of trust in God.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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