Naveed Akram - Stormy Weather

Walk! The swarm of locusts has arrived.
Sticking to the city of God I march and run,
Towards the storm so much like a tornado
I run and chase so that I am tired.
They carry us away, the gods do!
In front of our eyes we apologise,
Yet alas the fortune is not on us
From all quarters of the heavens
And from all quarters of the earth.
Some pleasure is at cost for we observe
The realities of so much audacity.

Now walk and walk to see a typhoon,
One of them dancing, one so destructive;
It is hideous to see such human suffering,
A loathsome feeling arrives at my bedroom,
To sway is to swing like the stormy weather.

Naveed Akram

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