In Black And White
Black and white were the realizations,
Offering me importance with my age;
The collars were realer than the collars
Of ordinary folk, and much dearer for now.
All these things merely were imagined,
Turning to a reality of the lesser kind.
I see other shades of grey in the sky of the dusk,
The day has dawned on me, truly treacherous
For the mistakes it earns on the reality,
Centrally the speakers on the stage
Are damnable.
I was truly present, evidence of the feet
Was a white and black behavior,
Defending the papers of the sinners,
Liking the lads that defended,
And loathing those lads in the security.
I am facing the concentrated beings
Of the minds that object,
Often feeling a white head
And a black picker of fruits
That need to be eaten straightaway.
poem by Naveed Akram
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