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Toppling World
If the world was to topple and crawl,
My heaven would be described by the wise
As secondary to the wisdom of this world.
For when we select the silver and gold,
A reality has become the pressure.
To master the words of a great leader
Is far too expensive and proud;
The real names of his command shall perish.
If the worldly favours provide us on a day,
The reality of peace is so strongly entwined
That this planet submerges itself into the void of space.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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