Pen and pain
I hold my pen when I feel pain
not knowing when I will rest again
Maybe I would’ve been fine if I had no brain
the night that has no end
When I was still young
They said education was a key of life
Now they say employ yourself
But how can I do that
See American kids aren’t they better than you
They are already rich at their 20s
the teacher says loudly
Graduating with a degree may not give a better life,
But I will be respected by my villagers I said
This is the reality in poem
What do we do now? Maybe we should search for jobs till we reach our life span
Let’s carry our hoes and go to farm
Its food that we could provide to our selves
Let not your dreams fad a lizard grow a tail after its cut
So let’s wait for the morning to come
The morning that we won’t drink tea without a bread.
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