This poem talks on important joint effort in training up a child. a child should be seen a cock own by on one man but when it crows it is for the benefit the whole community. it sees the heart of a child as an empty page and so ever the parent and society write on it is what help the child in what ever he or she want to become in life and what child be becomes would enjoyed or suffered by the society. in a nut shell it preaches against child abuse.
On the pages of a tender
There we wrote the content of our future
On these blank pages of a mind
Innocent and curious, unconsciously we planned our doom
He was a prince without a father king
He was a prince without a royal bead
He had them all,
Destiny hid them from us
He seek for royal training from royal homes
Treated with levity, turned,
Sent away into arms of caring robbers and thieves
Whom with their pen wrote on these blank pages.
At last he became the king as destined
Then they cried from the royal home
The tears that could not reverse the hands of time.
‘Oh! What a tyrant, Oh! What a devil king’
Loyalty, he owe his robber friends,
Revenge he owe the royal home
That turned him out.
When the pages of this mind were blank,
What did you write on it?
On pages of a tender heart
A potential leader of tomorrow.
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