you came to this world
not because i enjoyed the sex
but because you are the vision child
you once catch the gun toy
i held your hand an alphabet toy
and you know we both felt joy
the first day i felt you at school
you cried the fear of being left alone
and you came out with the proud smile of bring in the best crowd
you are born dangerous
always like to fought your classmates, on the last day of your vacation
and suddenly you suspended it; remembering that lesson in moral science
i’m boring and poor
and you don’t like me anymore
but listen to your ma, for all your do’s & dont’s
she will teach you to be a good person
the power of pen over gun
the fame over money
the courage over corruption
the education over intoxication
the voices over silly politicians
the anger before viruses with guns in their hand
the tears before the poor meitei-emas
the bravery before killings
above all she will teach you
how a good educational system could change a generation
i’m sad you are born in this curse land
but i know your inner inside
so spread the wings for your generation saving
we are the generation who closes my eyes
just to see a god child like you
we are ashamed to ema leibak & you please give us the hope before we die.
Friday, August 14, 2009
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