This is a precis of one of my Malayalam poems.
Prefer don’t the teens today
to act together with elders
to act together with elders
When busy they are without pause
with time nought to spend for others.
Sun at
dawn gives a call for wakeup
peeping through
the windows well.
Bid, they sure a bye under duress
to their sleep, so sheltered and warm.
Without unwrapping the shutters of eyes
they still take the shelter on the bed.
The soft soothing sound from Mom
finally attains the form of rebuke.
On undoing the cuddling slumber, hug them routines
that lead the child to the study table
for his bag-loads defeating the body weight, to dangle on their shoulders for the school.
Learning is never a tarred-road travel,
it has to cross blockades instead.
In the name of tuition comes
a witch to suck their time so precious.
Time is mean though, slots for plays
and pleasures steal their hours,
making them sit in front of the TV
or the computer or a phone in hand.
Devotion to God has faded from their syllabus,
and care and respect for others are rare.
Think they nil about future far
and pins them nix the past ever.
The world will have to nurture youths
that collect in wallets, apathy set.
Taking no steps to undo the unwanted,
they take no care of the upshot beyond.
At this point, the teachers and parents,
unlock their tender minds to useful paths.
unlock their tender minds to useful paths.
Let them master the plan of values,
and grow as genuine patriots.