Earth And Rubble
A living nightmare contrasts with peace,
Those living under the rubble seem resurrected.
Their peace has resolved from above them,
And below them the earth is violent
Yet never brooding like a wounded animal.
Blood is spat from the underworld,
Bloods are ruined, living and dying.
The daring connection is made by some,
But they know not the wisdom of their God.
poem by Naveed Akram
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