Labyrinth
Just today a Minotaur was my friend
In the middle of a maze.
Just this day my friend died from my sword,
This involvement with the destruction
Of my friend and foe is unexplainable.
I am certainly a thief of life itself,
Dreaming into a world I do not belong to
Nor do the stomachs digest,
Never do meals mesh into me.
My marvellous friend is my dead companion,
A deathly opponent in this world
Called the Labyrinth.
poem by Naveed Akram
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