Gross!

(Once in a Dyslexia School…)

I found it illogical-

Boys more in number than Girls.

Is Dyslexia gender-bound?

Do boys only suffer?

I asked myself,

Following the crazy, crescent moon,

Lost in darkness,

On a lovely, dark night.

 

Crazy me?

I thought.

Boys' suffering matters the most?

Or addressed dearer?

Again,

Losing rights to learn to equip themselves,

A failed Leadership, I realized,

Filled with arrogance,

Sin and Deceit.

The Wreckless ignorance of colleagues :

Soaring high,

On the footprints

Held back by ugly ignorance…

 

The past is locked

And the key is lost!

The future is open.

Every journey is like a short film!

 

Like the fragrance of the rain

Comes to the nose of the soil,

Knowledge reaches it’s beloved,

Beyond the Locks,

As keys of Responsibility

To “Let Them Live enlightened”

If only they will.

 

My mind is engaged in emptyness

“Cling to nothing:

Nothing comes out of nothing”

Then I remember to sing

All the way home!

One fine day!

How lovely?

How lovely!