Frowning Big Man
You frown on my face,
Like a big man of status.
Like a wall is your picture,
The picture of you, and of me.
The big man was again in my head
As I fussed and fought for his headings.
The riches struck the gadgets,
My calculator was of prices too large.
He had big plans with money,
The same plans I saw with my eyes and ears.
The big-picture came together,
He was big and I was bigger.
poem by Naveed Akram
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