Is education all about to earn?
The ongoing trend will lead us to burn!
If it continues, then I am waste;
I am baffle about this non-sugar taste;
The books we read are full of sense;
But, the common trend is reaching to fence;
My mother told me, go inside and read!
I thought myself what can be its need?
After a paragraph, I found habitation;
But, the “YOUNG EYES” are under lamination;
Some are climbing and some are to sum;
Like, leaves falling in the autumn;
The common gathering is here and there;
Some crawling down and some full of fear;
Wake up! My dear black eyes;
It is all about to share!!!!!
(The poet is a freelancer. Views reflected in this poem are his own)