Friday, October 26, 2018

I envied the bird


The bird can fly

, Crossing any boundary

From any land

Not being frisked

, not being prevented

, not being asked

To get any permit

And not being asked,

"What is your nationality?

What is your religion?

You can't be prevented

As your skin's color appeared

You can eat from any land

You own all the world

You drink from clean downed

Rain or river is felt by your heart

Downs and has a nest

Over building, solid and vibrated branch

You can see the downed world

You may see its worst

It may be damned

As it had great fault

You can opposite

And had your look

Against the leader

Without being killed

Or exposing to the saw

That will be the terrorist

If it may be happened

All birds will be gathered

Rich and poor

Weak and strong

Having purposes towards the guilt

And judge the case with evident

And tell the result

The killer must be killed

Or be living wide

Live away as being Fired

Damned over changing the right

To make a worth

Over bleeding blood

Gaining by telling the truth

That may not be accepted

By the man who is the head







I envied the bird


The bird can fly

, Crossing any boundary

From any land

Not being frisked

, not being prevented

, not being asked

To get any permit

And not being asked,

"What is your nationality?

What is your religion?

You can't be prevented

As your skin's color appeared

You can eat from any land

You own all the world

You drink from clean downed

Rain or river is felt by your heart

Downs and has a nest

Over building, solid and vibrated branch

You can see the downed world

You may see its worst

It may be damned

As it had great fault

You can opposite

And had your look

Against the leader

Without being killed

Or exposing to the saw

That will be the terrorist

If it may be happened

All birds will be gathered

Rich and poor

Weak and strong

Having purposes towards the guilt

And judge the case with evident

And tell the result

The killer must be killed

Or be living wide

Live away as being Fired

Damned over changing the right

To make a worth

Over bleeding blood

Gaining by telling the truth

That may not be accepted

By the man who is the head







Sunday, October 21, 2018

Poor child

There was a child
 His clothes were old
His shape was smart 
But he has no chance
He found the others were the best
He found the others had looked
Happy and had more fun
He decided not to go
To his school and not to do
His work and not to read or know
As he said" this is my only luck
The bad luck is only for me
 The sun knows its way
And I have no way"
He decided to wake up late
And get slept all the day
He said "all manners for me
Are the same in every way"
He decided not to go the exam
He remembered the teacher's face
When he looked angry at his face
And said "you are very bad
Even you study hard
You are still stupid
He decided not to write
His friends said that
"You are very bad"
He decided to sleep without doing
Except leave the world and be
The worst
As they might talk and say
His mother looked and said
What is your matter
If you get dead
You will get them
Happy and satisfy
Why they hate you
As they don't want you
If you neglect them
And love your home
If you forget them
Work to be fame
Fight as a knight
Work day and night
You will be the knight