Children1 min 211 1 min 211
Like a box of crayons or colour pencils
Are children, buoyant and innocent.
Each one is unique and is full of life
Schools or park reverberate with their mirth
Together they make the blank canvas spectacular
Together they shine and play.
Their sheer innocence has wisdom strong
Making living life enjoyable and easy-peasy.
Alas! The foolish adults cluster them
In segregations injecting hatred and colourism!
Instead of respecting their myriad hues
And allowing them to blossom uniquely,
These educated fools make them lose their colours
By making them appearing and behaving like mechanized dolls!
Without distinct colours life becomes monotonous
The monochrome world will be gloomy and pose a threat
To healthy growth and development.
It’s time to add wind to their wings
Let them fly on their own, let them giggle and play
Spare their childhood for hypocritical glistening gold!