Muhammad Safa Thajudeen Poet Blank verse

Sinking Town Ship

Here in this village standing schools three like a stove,teaching free.Boys and girls on their backs bag load of books to carry.Many walk on foot,some taking up and down routes.Teachers from this village most learned from same village.Some trained,some gained degrees and few in between.Pupils smart in bodies but studies.Many drop on the 
way,some carry in hope of a shining day.All schools in a mess beyond any body’s guess.Principal and teachers like cats and dogs.Divisions peeping over the unity walls when the core thing falling day by day.Innocent these pupils in joy unknowing who and who are their real woes.Teachers doing home work at schools forgetting school work at their homes.Pass rates at schools falling fast in 
days pass.Many failing exams at O’level others A’level as schools are not in the right levels.Teachers in pay rolls even pupils not reaching their goals.Destructions curtained by construction of mere walls.Schools aimed to closing jails here schools like jails    
baring pupils right to reaching knowledge.When it rains there get wet all.I have a fear in me for some reasons,whether I myself in the hit list of God to punish for not making use of my hand first,my tongue next against and for not hating this by heart at least!

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