On The Frontline
ennui breaks normal boredom
I am aflame
also spasms connect right now
bare skin reveals luminous wounds
ashes are kicking immediately.
the boredom I express to myself
barks explicitly on the front line
this line objects to momentum
of troops with stars and enigmas
we are not generals!
our twisted sacrifice praises
the reborn men and women
of roars bubbling
hearts in the skies
civilians mildly refuse their job.
poem by Naveed Akram
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