It Is More For You

It is more for you For me I’m done, for me is just a little I count by eyes blinking I alter by tongues twisting One, two, three Ask yourself, why are you here? I give you one You are here for studying You are here for subject studying Hug your education as your mother dying in dark Like your food in drought I give you two You are here for studying Nothing else but your subjects too Find knowledge for any strength you have Likely in bible you believe I give you three You are here for studying No more but your environments They may do positively, study them Count one, two, three; you’re here for studying. Your cracked hut, to where you sleep Reflects poverty of no wealth I know your mind is active Don’t dump it into poor temptations Count one, two, three you are here for studying It is because they don’t know the meaning Now you’re wearing dirty and toned clothes Parents of yours converse in clubs They remember nothing but alcohol Count one, two, three; you’re here for studying You better say no to your sexual drives Because your sister was chased out of school Hold a nameless child in her womb Likely to your brother; dancing in poor peer groups Count one, two, three; you’re here for studying You will take a promise of no lie You’ll achieve; wisdom, skills, and attitude As long as you study in big three Remember the world is waiting for you Count one, two, three; you’re here for studying _a dream speech of a parent in schools