In fields of green and endless skies
He walks alone barefoot on the earth
Where seeds of hope are sown
His world is wide but bound by fate's cruel hands
The Plight of a rural boy.
Dreams of distant places
Drift like grains of sand
The sun sets low casting
shadows on his toil
A childhood spent in labor, rooted in the soil.
He hears the call of cities
Far beyond the hills
But here he stays
With silent wishes unfulfilled
The Plight of the rural boy.
The stars at night
Whisper stories of the faraway
Yet he's tied to the land
Where he must stay
The Plight of the rural boy.
In every furrowed brow
A tale of struggle lies
A rural boy with dreams
As vast as the open skies
The plight of the rural boy.
Many people have gone through life
Withered and tired of life
That we don't know
Where to go as light is turned off
From our life
Life begins
Flitting away like a candle in the wind
We have so much encumber
With this and that life becomes gloomy
Darkness takes over our space
Chasing shadow
On the round pig hole
But many of us our problem
Is ourselves a lot we are going through
Is the making of our hand
We've use our hand
To off the light upon ourselves
We lost it long ago when one careless act
Ruin our life journey sold out our birthright
All for the sake of one seconds life's enjoyment
Will scream who off light?
But when we looked at the switch
We found the one who off the light on us
It was no one but you
Yes is you are the one who off the light
To
those who know me too well
Knows
me for been a great lover of kids
I love
them unreserveably beyond
The
words of mouth can tell
That's
me little wonder people
Call
me the father of children
Some
calls me the father of nation
And am
so glad to bear those title
With
pride because is of a great privilege
To be
lover of kids
The
love comes naturally
And in
their eyes I see the true
Essence
of love and what love is all about
Am so
fun of them because they're
So
full of life with beautiful free mind
As
much as I love kids so passionately
I
still dont undermine courtesy
And
well manner behave
Of
which is the bench mark of a good human
Expected
in human relationship day to day
I hate
when there is indiscipline
Coupled
with self control in kids
Where there
is no respect nor fear
For
elders and constituted authority
From
this little lovely gifted beings
A good
training must be instill
With a
good moral background
And a
strong relationship with God their maker
How to
relate with others and forbearance
Should
be instill in this little ones
But
alas is the other way round today
As
parent eschew discipline of any kind
On
their wards as they can't stand
When
such a child is discipline
When
he or she did wrong
Fine
there are so many ways to beat a child
Either
flog not flogging to inflicting injury
But
discipline and correct in love
Let
them see reasons
Why
they are been discipline
The
parent we have today
Are
twenty first century parent
Who
cannot stand the sight
Of
their wards been discipline
Wait
are we really preparing this kids
For
the future
The we
parent we hand over to them
Come
tomorrow when are no more
Of
what we be our(parent) future
When
the night time come
Remember
Spare
the rod spoil the child
A
child left to himself(herself) brings shame
Today's
unchurch child
Become
tomorrow criminal
In all
we do as
Parent,
family and love ones
Educators,
and instructors
Let
all hands be on deck
To
mould well.
