Victory in the Eyes of God

Goal of demanding challenges,
Please us with the victory,
In this land of the courageous
And the brave
And the triumphant.
Fortune is bold a gift from God,
As it gashes a wound from above
And the head of our populace shall bleed
A death so dangerous and then designed by God -
Those dreaded ones must be contained in the inhalation
Of good deeds, as of now.
We casually determine our routine on the path to heaven,
As well, the munched travel is befitting to sword of dreams.
The goal has been attached to our life,
And breaking the bond to the dead is called living.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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