Children’s day
don’t hate me for who i am.
don’t hit me or shove me around,
don’t make me beg for alms today,
don’t kick my blossoming dreams to ground.
don’t stick me to walls with the missing sign,
don’t nip me in the bud for your gains,
don’t rape me. don’t kill me.
don’t trick me into living with so many pains.
don’t treat me like dirt and without respect,
don’t cheat me and abuse my innocence,
don’t light my unexplored land on fire,
don’t teach me to see with shallow offense.
don’t stop me from being a hero tomorrow,
don’t crop out my talents for a petty win,
don’t preach to me the song of faith,
don’t leech from me since that’s a sin.
don’t hide me from the truth that you fear,
don’t ride me as a vehicle of glee,
don’t chide me for your mistakes and faults,
don’t side me away into dark debris.