Poor Boy

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