Kabir a Notorious Child

In divine school there is a boy who does blare The horn of indiscipline all over the school bare Met me very day when I furiously did glare; Felt though sad and bad, moved a bit with prayer I intended to sing for him to change without spare. Kabir is that boy who was found on hostel stair - Roaming and singing and running like a hare. Moved by ‘No one is lift behind’ by me. “Beware! You have to be careful.” I used to say at square. Now is the time, when he has changed a lot by flair Which he had in him – half known to him I swear. Then was the naughty boy, one of the corsair – Now is the sincere and calm though no so clever. I know that in future he will be a successful bear Who may forget me but I will never to such mare.