To Sing

To sing in the remotest regions is safe,
A musical harmony enlightens the very safe.
I sell my goods for profit and hope to gain
From them in the ways of your generosity.
I safely groan, I employ masters for a price,
The far storms arrive and enjoy me,
When do the periods of festivity come?
The price of peace is significant,
For peaceful men did all their tasks well.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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