Bijoy Philip - Child Illiterate

What can I say to you
When you don’t want to read and write
Am sad that its all going a waste
Down into the gutters
Stuck in an useless manner

But maybe you can make a change
I hope you do
The birds will always fly
The sun will always rise
But to build hope is left to you

There was a man once near my street
He spoke in little short verses
Always found the pun in all
When things were stale or fresh
It was all the same for him

Bijoy Philip

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