A Teenager's Wish Poem by Praveen Gola

I wanna become to grow,
To stand behind in school prayer row,
But How can I?
As Milk Prices are so high.

My teacher in the class,
Daily taught me to have a Milk glass,
But How can I?
As Milk Prices are so high.

Milk is a complete planned food,
Especially for Kids of New moods,
But How can I?
As Milk Prices are so high.

Where is Government?
Who controls the Prices,
Then why throw Us...
In White Revolution crises?

Its better to be an infant,
At least Cover our Mother' breast end,
So that We will grow,
Without hurting any sentiments.