Dear Teacher,
If, I’ve not done my home works;
Please, just don’t let me be
Punctuated, by your total silence.
If, I have done something wrong;
Please, just forgive me;
Really, it’s not what I wanted.
If, you dislike my presence in your class;
Please, just don’t involve others;
They might hide, from you, in solitude.
If, you hate my absenteeism;
Please, just let me know;
For who else will remind me?
If, I say, from now on I’ll do the home works
Please, just accept my words, for truly I’ll be
Dutiful, once again, to you…my loving wife.
‘Cos I’ve learned what I needed to learn
About the not so good intention of those
Video games in cyber cafés… for our life.
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