Thief’s Soul
A thief leaves his house like a mansion,
Treading the road he owns under his feet.
The servants of the kingdom are here
To entice a man with food who pays.
The slavery is concrete, wisely playing,
Designed to innocence, described by the lords.
A thief is among us who is now a slave,
This same man uttered a roadway for his soul.
poem by Naveed Akram
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