I Paid A Heavy Levy Poem by AFFAQ NABI

My saviour after you, I've no other locus to dwell in,
For you alone, I live; when I leave, but will leave.
Who, without you, can nurse me? when I've got stress in,
In our prisons, there is nothing called the amnisty
Is it not a matter of shame for all of humanity?
I once drew nearer to the tempter to achieve the sublime.
Then I paid a heavy levy, and myself hardly free.
You've assigned me a deed, and I went a bit ahead.
To preach to the people, they're unready, pursuing
Their own muslings that're quite dreamy dreamy,
In addition, under the name of 'swift progression, '
The regime we live in is abusing the little people.
Its aims and designs are extremely greedy.
Doing all forms of evil to the grieving people.