Cricket

When I was young they told me well,

That cricket is just a game

You play it good you play it right,

You'll get the money the fame

With a tiny bat I looked at the sky

And pretended to be a hero

m\My father said "O dear son but never score a zero"

I played the game got bruised got hurt

But it never seemed enough

When teary eyed I asked myself

"Why is this game so tough?"

Years passed, I played as asked

But never like the greats

They laughed at me with ugly names,

My brothers, my teammates

More years passed and tears stopped

I knew I had no luck

The cover drives the hooks and pulls

Were never well struck

Now I am old and I am big

And hardly fit in a chair

And through sleepless nights I cry out loud

That life is so unfair

My son picks up a tiny bat

And practices a stylish flick

I remember the day when I was his age

And used the same stick

I smile at once and know for sure he'll be the next hero

Then I tell him "O my great son but never score a zero."