Sometimes it seems hard to believe,
But nobody can challenge a truth.
When I was a child and studying,
In a primary school, my elder brother,
Had died, mum didn’t eat
For three days, I and my brother also,
Didn’t eat anything and pursuing mum,
We shall eat when you do it first.
My neighbour comes and always said,
Afraid from him, he knows better,
I was unable to understand, why she said,
My elder brother failed and joins me, we were
Classmates there were years until he failed,
And joined a job and missed my company.
After his brother and sister had married,
On her first delivery she fall mentally ill,
Family lost all sources to recover her,
But she is still mentally upset,
Father was only earner,
And other six were student.
It was a motto to give higher education,
He got a loan and paid back very hardly,
Circumstances was very poor but
We all wore a very good dress.
I passed middle when I eat once a day,
And wore shoes in winter of my mum.
People pointing out to my dad and asks,
Why are you facing poverty? Look at,
Your lads are young, they can do work also,
My dad was seeking their degrees.
Although poverty touched at the top, But
Nobody loosed patience and worked hard.
Poverty can be changed with patience,
If you earn long term education, dad says.
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2005
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