One fine Morning,
On My bed,
I set to Ponder,
What did I get from church?
Was it peace of mind and devotion;
Or was it the noise of bells and crew?
What did I get from meadows?
Was it the greenery and coolness;
Or was it bareness and dirt?
What did I get from education?
Was it refinement of manners and discipline;
Or was it punishment and dictatorship?
What did I get from relations?
Was it love and caring;
Or was it jealousy and hatred?
What did I get from this thought?
Was it constructed to a rhyme;
Or was it discarded as a silly expression?